Have five seconds before we open fire. Jack opened his door and stepped out into the highway.
He’s a man on fire, in love with his life again.
The three most important people in her life are gone, and she will never see them again. The stark loneliness of that knowledge cuts her to the bone.She is forty-nine, and she wonders if this is what...
Everything seems scarier at night. It's just an illusion. A trick the darkness plays on us.
Is it safe?
Life doesn't work that way. You live with your choices and learn. You don't cheat the system.
You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.
It has altered, Leven says, but only slightly. Nitrogen and oxygen, thank God, are still the main components. But the makeup is now one percent more oxygen, one percent less nitrogen. Greenhouse gases...
That's not the way the human heart works. I can't just amputate what I feel.
Was there even a point to the creation of books and art when humanity lived on the precipice of extinction?
As long as my people are with me, I'm ready for anything.
As I reach the front door, Daniela shouts, Return bearing ice cream! Mint chocolate chip! Charlie says. I lift my arm, raise my thumb. I don’t look back. I don’t say goodbye. And this moment slips pas...
Held it up to the peephole, Theresa felt something break inside her. It was a photo of Ethan lying on a steel operating table, naked under clinical blue light.
The box isn’t all that different from life. If you go in with fear, fear is what you’ll find.
Are we standing in a physical location? I think it’s a manifestation of the mind as it attempts to visually explain something our brains haven’t evolved to comprehend.
He came to lying on his back with sunlight pouring down into his face and the murmur of running water close by. There was a brilliant ache in his optic nerve, and a steady, painless throbbing at the b...
It’s like we get so set in our ways, so entrenched in those grooves, we stop seeing our loved ones for who they are. But tonight, right now, I see you again, like the first time we met, when the sound...
Perfection was a surface thing. The epidermis. Cut a few layers deep, you begin to see some darker shades.
Following a tragedy, grief comes in waves, each bigger than the previous, each carrying a new component of pain.
I make a phone call, and you spend the rest of your life in prison, possibly death row.
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