Some people talk in their sleep. Lecturers talk while other people sleep
How is it possible to have a civil war?
John Dalton's records, carefully preserved for a century, were destroyed during the World War II bombing of Manchester. It is not only the living who are killed in war.
We were promised a simpler life, and technology has only complicated our lives.
If you watch a game, it's fun. If you play it, it's recreation. If you work at it, it's golf.
I have to admit that I had a lot of problems with poetry.
The truth is in nature, and I shall prove it.
I believe that every human mind feels pleasure in doing good to another.
If you can't tell a spoon from a ladle, then you're fat!
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes...
Over and over, we hear politicians say they can't spend our tax dollars on environmental protection when the economy is so fragile.
When a subject becomes totally obsolete we make it a required course.
Y todo lo que hagáis, hacedlo de corazón, como para el Señor y no para los hombres; sabiendo que del Señor recibiréis la recompensa de la herencia, porque a Cristo el Señor servís. COLOSENSES 3.23–24...
Woe to the man who offends a small child!
When the little mouse, which was loved as none other was in the mouse-world, got into a trap one night and with a shrill scream forfeited its life for the sight of the bacon, all the mice in the distr...
When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.
Wheeling around, he went blindly for the doors, messing up the piles, nearly knocking himself over on the coffee table.Saxton got there first, blocking the way out with his body.Blay's eyes locked on...
What have I always believed?That on the whole, and by and large, if a man lived properly, not according to what any priests said, but according to what seemed decent and honest inside, then it would,...
We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need.
Two girls walk past in gargantuan heels and dresses so tight that their skin is spilling out, and one of them says to the other, Wait, who the fuck is Lewis Carroll? and in my imagination I pull a gun...