Psychology’s service to U.S. national security has produced a variant of what the psychiatrist Robert Lifton has called, in his study of Nazi doctors, a Faustian bargain. In this case, the price paid...

Perhaps the greatest charm of tramp-life is the absence of monotony. In Hobo Land the face of life is protean—an ever changing phantasmagoria, where the impossible happens and the unexpected jumps out...

Once upon a time--which, when you come to think of it, is reallythe only proper way to begin a story--the only way that reallysmacks of romance and fairyland

Now we know that man is more than two million years old,' exlaimed Heyerdahl, 'it would be very strange if our ancestors lived like primitive food collectors for all that time until suddenly they star...

Neyse ki gözkapaklarını kapamak söz konusu değil burada, yummak gereken ruh aslında, şu boşuna yadsınmaya çalışılan uyanık, kaygılı ruh; limansız, gemisiz, tözsüz, tinsiz gecede bir fenerin içindeymiş...

My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white.

Me parece contra natura que un hombre se entienda mejor con su perro que con su esposa, que lo enseñe a comer y descomer a sus horas, a contestar preguntas y compartir sus penas.

Mandy was thinking back to when she was five years old, when she, her parents and Jud went outside before Christmas and had a snowball fight with the gray snow of Sydney Mines. This is a wicked blast,...

Like kids who only ever get socks for Christmas, but still believe with all their hearts in Santa.

Let me tell you a little story. You may have heard it before.It's a story about a butcher named Barry.Once upon a time, in central city, there was a butcher named Barry. Barry loved to chop up meat mo...

Jaime, I said softly, are you happy about it? About the baby? Outlawed in Scotland, barred from his own home, and with only vague prospects in France, he could pardonably have been less than enthused...

I'm afraid that the gift of visiting the past is all that we have. We can revisit it, but only as it happened.

I thought commanders could order anything.They can order the moon to turn blue, too, but it doesn't happen. Listen, Ender, commanders have just as much authority as you let them have. The more you obe...

I need anything, anything that will stop me from living in the kind of death the bourgeois eat, the death called comfort.

I like you. And I don't mean as a friend.

I have no name, she purred. I'm whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be.

I have learned that the libido, like Elvis and jealousy, never dies. I know copulators of eighty-five. Who said you need an erection, a body or an orgasm for sex?

I don’t know how to swim, I said as we walked onto the back deck where the pool awaited. I’ll teach you, Bailey said, smiling over her shoulder. First, I need to clean out some of the gunk from the st...

I didn't mind what she called me, what anybody called me. But this was the room I had to live in. It was all I had in the way of a home. In it was everything that was mine, that had any association fo...

His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.