Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland
Aunque me quisiera con toda su alma, sería igualmente un amor de muerta.
As a black woman interested in feminist movement, I am often asked whether being black is more important than being a woman; whether feminist struggle to end sexist oppression is more important than t...
Andrea raised her hand. This is the hand that slapped Aunt B.Maybe you should have it gold-plated.Here, you can touch it, since you’re my best friend.
If humanity doesn't land on Mars in my lifetime, I would be very disappointed.
That's so romantic, to wake up and find that he's packed a bag - and that for the next 48 hours, everything is taken care of.
I don't want to dress up a picture with just my face.
That great Cathedral space which was childhood.
I hope we will use the Net to cross barriers and connect cultures.
Everybody is comparing the oil spill to Hurricane Katrina, but the real parallel could be the Iranian hostage crisis. In the late 1970s, the hostage crisis became a symbol of America's inability to ta...
Not for myself I make this prayer But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.
The smaller the drink the clearer the head.
Even a little practical working familiarity with cattle goes a long way in Africa, but how many international relations studies include this?
I take same picture twice, First with my heart then camera.
So bloody massacre, so nasty, so brutal he just starts to eat alive people flesh.
Perfectionism sucks the air out of your uniqueness and leaves you empty, away from who you could become.
The novelist is condemned to wander all his life. Homeless and blind like Oedipus he wanders until death. And so let us protect the novelist and adore him, with pity, honor, and love.
First comes the day, then the seconds of the event, then the days which become weeks, then the months, then the years.
God gave us his word of salvation, for us to become the agents of His principles and the doers of His will, His judgment on earth
I have learned the junk equation. Junk is not, like alcohol or weed, a means of increased enjoyment of life. Junk is not a kick. It is a way of life.