There are some women whose pregnancy would make some sly bachelor smile.

I stand fearlessly for small dogs, the American Flag, motherhood and the Bible. That's why people love me.

I love America more than any other country in this world, and, exactly for this reason, I insist on the right to criticize her perpetually.

My idea of heaven used to be relaxing at home with a cheese plate and champagne.

A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good.

Sometimes I do get to places just when God's ready to have somebody click the shutter.

Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely.

What I fear most is power with impunity. I fear abuse of power, and the power to abuse.

If a lot of people gripped a knife and fork the way they do a golf club, they'd starve to death.

There's no clarity.there was never meant to be clarity.

Your eyes are the windows to your soul indeed. It is a cliché for a good reason—it is a timeless truth with universal application.

You've slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart.

You seem to know a lot about it, she said. And you do subtleties.Yeah. Like I've always wanted to destroy the Nine Worlds while committing suicide.Well, there's no need to be rude, protested Sif.

You do what you have to do to give people closure; it makes them feel better and it doesn’t cost you much to do it. I’d rather apologize for something I didn’t really care about, and leave someone on...

Within the same hour as the murder took place, Isabel Trumbo sat in her armchair dozing, the Alaskan Outdoor magazine on her lap. Her kid sister Alma fidgeted in the other armchair, from time to time...

We're standing here, beat to shit, walking away from a crime scene where either or both of us could have bought it, and you're asking me to marry you?Perfect timing.

We who bore the mark might well be considered by the rest of the world as strange, even as insane and dangerous. We had awoken, or were awakening, and we were striving for an ever perfect state of wak...

Virulence is the sound of a self-selecting community talking to itself and positively reinforcing itself with no obligation to answer to anyone or look anyone in the eye.

This was the greatest gift that he had, the talent that fitted him for war; that ability not to ignore but to despise whatever bad ending there could be. This quality was destroyed by too much respons...

This man's spiritual power has been precisely this, that he has distinguished between custom and creed. He has broken the conventions, but he has kept the commandments.