The bill would ban human cloning, and any attempts at human cloning, for both reproductive purposes and medical research. Also forbidden is the importing of cloned embryos or products made from them.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

By age seven, I used to comb my hair for performances, just pull my hair up into a bun. Granted, it wasn't a very intricate hairstyle. Still, to be that responsible and disciplined at age seven is unu...

¿No irá usted a creer que todos esos bípedos que andan por la calle son hombre sólo porque anden derechos y lleven a sus crías nueve meses dentro de sí? Muchos de ellos son peces u ovejas, gusano o án...

Please,Tana,please.' -lots of characters in The Coldest Girl in Coldtown

You know, mistress, that I love you, and shall love you always

You always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes as if they were old friends. (Maybe they are, you said. From another life.) You liked to...

Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Was not Hypatia the greatest philosopher of Alexandria, and a true martyr to the old values of learning? She was torn to pieces by a mob of incensed Christians not because she was a woman, but because...

Trying to know God and serve Him before we come to love Him is exhausting.

These days, the bigger the company, the less you can figure out what it does.

There was something about the people you grew up around, the ones you'd seen throughout your childhood, the folks you couldn't remember not knowing. Even if the past was a complicated mess, as you age...

Then all at once our personal and political quarrels were made very abruptly to converge. In the special edition of the published to mark the events of September 11, 2001, Edward painted a picture of...

The obituary writers drew their incomplete sketches, touring through his life like travelers to England who do not ever see swans, sheep, bicycles, and blue eyes.

The gods heard my prayer, she thought. She felt so numb and dreamy. My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.

The fiction writer is an observer, first, last, and always, but he cannot be an adequate observer unless he is free from uncertainty about what he sees. Those who have no absolute values cannot let th...

That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.

Sometimes a workweek will grind you into sand, pulverize you into particles.

Reputation is the panacea for those who lack confidence in their own decisions.

Puddings, my dear sir?' cried Graham.Puddings. We trice 'em athwart the starboard gumbrils, when sailing by and large.