A sailor chooses the wind that takes the ship from a safe port. Ah, yes, but once you're abroad, as you have seen, winds have a mind of their own. Be careful, Charlotte, careful of the wind you choose...
The greater a man's - or boy's - ignorance of the world, the more certain he is that he sits in the center of that world.
Remember, lad, said the newt, If it's going to be tommorow, it might as well be today. And if it is today, it could have been yesterday. If it was yesterday, then you're over and done with it, and can...
There are those who'd rob a blind man of his eyelashes if they could.
She can be fierce, but for all of that she's actually kindness itself.
People are freer in America. But there are more tears.
Now give me a kiss, say you love me and off you go.Sure, Aunt Lu, I said, and I gave her the kiss she wanted. Then I ran out and caught my bus. I didn't say I loved her. I guess I did. But asking some...
A green summer leaf
A sailor may choose the wind to ride out of seaport, but the wind has a mind of it's own.
Not for nothing are they called deadlines. By the time you reach the final line, sir, you are indeed dead.
Something Zachariah told me filled my mind and excited my heart: A Sailor, he said, chooses the wind that takes the ship from safe port......but winds have a mind of their home.
It all depends on you. If you want it to be different,it will be different. Don't look at the world with your eyes but with your heart.
Would you believe it? Would you believe it. Okay, this is WLRB, all-talk radio. Take a short break, then come right back to talk about whatever you want. Man, but I'm telling you: what's happening to...
Yes, it is hard to discover a truth. But it is much harder to be unable to do anything about it. It's as if you know for certain a building will collapse and not one soulnot even those withinwill list...
The more men see of the world, the bigger their hearts
I took a deep breath. 'For you I've got something better than love.'What's that?'I...trust you.'Why?'You'll never hurt me.'Thank you.'But...'But, what?'I said, 'That means I'll hurt you.'Why?' 'Cause,...
All I can think is that when you torment a person...the soul dies. When the soul dies, I suppose mercy dies, too.
Every night, I was read to. Every Friday, we were taken to the library. I always received at least one book for my birthday. I have a few of them yet. Early on, I had my own collection of books. I lov...
I kept asking myself if I felt different, if I was different. The answer was always yes. I was no longer nothing… How odd, I thought; it had taken my mother’s death, Father Quinel’s murder, and the de...
There is a limit to how much a seer wishes to see.
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