But the world is so full of people, so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from anot...
Walter, is what happened to Kitty Genovese really proof that the whole of mankind is rotten? I think you've been conditioned with a negative worldview. There are good people, too, like... Like you? Me...
You are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly.
We have laboured long to build a heaven, only to find it populated with horrors.
Things are tough all over, cupcake, an' it rains on the just an' the unjust alike...except in California.
They say we have we created the man to end all wars; I say we have created a man to end all worlds.
Spring Lane burned with a mythology of chipped slates, pale wash-water blue and flaking at the seam. The summer yellow glow of an impending dawn diffused, diluted in the million-gallon sky above the t...
Soon there will be war. Millions will burn. Millions will perish in sickness and misery. Why does one death matter against so many? Because there is good and there is evil, and evil must be punished....
See, there were these two guys in a lunatic asylum... and one night, one night they decide they don't like living in an asylum any more. They decide they're going to escape! So, like, they get up onto...
It's early days. A few skeletons are bound to keep jumping out of the closet.
In our every cell, furled at the nucleus, there is a ribbon two yards long and just ten atoms wide. Over a hundred million miles of DNA in very human individual, enough to wrap five million times arou...
In 1965, worked with Nite Owl bringing street gangs under control. Tackled the Big Figure together. Brought down Underboss together. Good team.Until he got soft, like rest. Until he quit.No staying po...
I found it very difficult to feel easy around the guy, even once I'd got used to the shock of his presence. It's a strange feeling...the first time you meet him your brain wants to scream, blow a fuse...
I am but a stranger ... as we all are. Lonely inside our separate skins, we cannot know each others pain and must bear our own in solitude. For my part, I have found that walking soothes it; and that,...
Her name is . And she has taught me more as a mistress than [Justice] ever did! She has taught me that is meaningless without . is honest. makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike , .
For you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly.
For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same.
Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose.
Bond believes we are his pawns. He thinks no-one observes his game. But I am No-One. I observe everything, and to play with Nemo is to play games with Destruction.
As I see it, part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore.