Trust your nose, but make sure it’s pointing in the right direction.
And if things go on as they are, in a few months the men will have cut all the trees down and that will be the end of the bubblegum tree - forever'.Nobody said anything. Billy thought that he had neve...
And it was not surprising, perhaps, that he should feel it—this little boy who felt things so deeply; for we all feel that about our friends; we all feel that about those around whom we might put an a...
The world is full of twenty-year-olds, she thought, all of them blind. Obed
And the problem was that there was a positive epidemic of narcissism, encouraged by commercial manipulation and by the shallow values of Hollywood films. And interestingly enough, the real growth area...
Portraiture has its risks, and I suppose a dissident Free Presbyterian fatwa is one of them.
Angus thought about this. She was right. That was why our national conversation was so bad. Courtesy had been abandoned in favour of the put-down, the attack, the calculated sound bite. What sort of n...
If people came at you and started to scratch you, then of course you had the right to sit on them. Even Nelson Mandela, she told herself, who was a good and gentle man, would have agreed with that.
The previously unloved may find it hard to believe that they are now loved; that is such a miracle, they feel; such a miracle.
But she realised that this was what anxiety was like—it knew no rhyme or reason; just as a fear of the dark cannot be assuaged by the pointing out that there was nothing there, anxiety could be withou...
But we all waste opportunities,’ said Domenica. Every single one of us. Every young person does it. It’s because we think we have so much time, and then, when we realise that our time is finite, it’s...
I like you when you're algebraic, said Ulf--and immediately regretted it. It was a flirtatious remark--describing somebody as algebraic was undoubtedly to cross a line. You would not normally describe...
She was, he reflected, one of his closest friends, in a rather curious, slightly old-fashioned way.
Those images of those old places, the places you come from, never completely disappear. They remain with you, those scraps of memory; those pictures somewhere in your mind of how things were, of what...
Contemplating this vast human suffering, you might be tempted to shrug your shoulders, but you could not.
Could you say that your business had expanded if it had gone from owning one teapot to two? Somehow she thought that Dr. Profit would answer both those questions with a shake of his head. Of course, s...
She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds.
Myth could be as sustaining as reality - sometimes even more so.
Most of us are quite selfish when it comes to our children, you know. We want things from them: love, the satisfaction of seeing them do well, and so on. Plenty of parents don't think just of their ch...
Innocency: what a wonderful word, and different, in some indefinable way, from innocence. The difference, she thought, lay in the poetry.
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