Pursuit of material gain is ultimately empty when measured against eternity;
Los chinos pasan de la Navidad porque es una historia sin dragones ni petardos.
La Ruta de la Seda, que no estaba hecha de seda y que, en realidad, no era sino un sendero estrecho que se abría paso a través de un paisaje desértico, inhóspito y elevado que corresponde a lo que hoy...
He’ll tell me useless angel stories—of how Gabriel disappeared once for sixty years and they found him on earth hiding in the body of a man named Miles Davis, or how Raphael snuck out of heaven to vis...
He looked like one of those dried-up faces you carve out of an apple in third grade to teach you that time is cruel and we are all just going to shrivel up and die, so there’s no point in getting out...
Chaos is the condition between order and disorder, the transition between one system and another.
Cercana, como era Joppa… ¿Quién sabe cómo habrían influido esos aspectos en Cristo cuando era niño? Hay historiadores que defienden que Yeshua de Nazaret habría
Y’all act like I brought the ladies to the party, but they come on they own, cuz. A door open up out the Underworld, there they is. It’s y’all’s fault they here. All y’all let shit get so fucked up he...
What’s a Mennonite? Vance asked. Amish with blenders.
Well, you know, she was winded for a few minutes from kicking your ass, but she is just a little girl. The
Well, it is written, two out of three ain’t bad. Where is that written? Dalmatians 9:7, I think—doesn’t matter, no one else could have done what you did.
We know there's going to be nothing but pain, but we go back again and again.
We can build cities for the Romans. Actually, I was thinking about saving mankind. Forget that nonsense, Josh. Rocks, I tell you.
Wait. Henri, you said that Carmen didn't remember you, but she wasn't unkind to you, right? She didn't seem to be trying to hide from you? Perhaps she was an unwilling participant in the Colorman's sc...
Venice took on the feeling of a city paved with black glass, the odd lantern, torch, or candle reflecting in the canals like distant windows into hell, the crescent moon throwing silver scythes across...
Unless you can change the past, you’re wasting the present on this guilt
Tucker Case did not play golf. He’d tried it once, and although he’d enjoyed the drinking and driving the little electric car into the lake, he just didn’t get the appeal. It seemed—and he’d examined...
Tuck watched the sun bubble into the ocean. Columns of vertical cumulus clouds turned to cones of pink cotton candy, then as the sun became a red wafer on the horizon, they turned candy-apple red, wit...
Trust your faith, Peter, I yelled. If you doubt you won’t be able to do it. Then Peter stepped with both feet onto the surface of the water, and for a split second he stood there. And we were all amaz...
They were told what they wanted and they believed it. They can only keep their dream alive by being with others like themselves who will mirror their illusions.