If that is our nature, then nature is madness. These are more dangerous times than we ever have known.
If people played their channels right, they could be spared from disagreement for the length of their natural lives. Finally she got it. The need for so many channels.
If I kept trying to be what everybody wanted, I'd soon be insipid enough to fit in everywhere.
If I eat one more egg omelet I think Ill turn over easy and cluck.
I've always found people love you best if you can laugh at your own foolish misfortunes and keep mum about everyone else's
I walked through the valley of my fate, is all, and learned to love what I could lose.
I try to be open-minded. And yet this food writer has less sense than God gave a goose about where food comes from. I’d worked on our relationship, moving through the stages of bafflement, denial, and...
I think of my canning as fast food, paid for in time up front.
Human manners are wildly inconsistent; plenty of people have said so. But this one takes the cake: the manner in which we're allowed to steal from future generations, while commanding them not to do t...
How does an artist learn enough about life to fill a thimble?Soli, I'm going to tell you. He needs to go rub his soul against life. ...
His wife was approximately a hundred years younger than him
His scent burst onto her brain like a rain of lights, causing her to know him perfectly. This is how moths speak to each other. The wrong words are impossible when there are no words.
He could construct defeat from any available material and live inside it, but for once Dellarobia didn't go there with him. She was going ahead.
Every one of us is called upon, probably many times, to start a new life. A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move, loss of a job... And onward full tilt we go, pitched and wrecked and absurdly res...
But we've all ended up giving body and soul to Africa, one way or another. Even Adah, who's becoming an expert in tropical epidemiology and strange new viruses. Each of us got our heart buried in six...
But it’s also true that some people never have anybody to lose, and I think that’s got to be so much worse. After
But his kind will always lose in the end. I know this, and now I know why. Whether it's wife or nation they occupy, their mistake is the same: they stand still, and their stake moves underneath them.....
Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.
Arterial-plaque specials that save minutes now can cost years, later on.
Art is the antidote that can call us back from the edge of numbness, restoring the ability to feel for another.