The truth of a myth...is not in its words but its patterns.
Prayer may be a placebo for the disease of helplessness, but placebos can make you feel better.
A single night is stuffed with minutes, but they leak out, one by one.
Experimentally, silently, I mouth I love you ... No one hears, no one sees, but the tree falls in the forest just the same.
What sparks wars? The will to power, the backbone of human nature. The threat of violence, the fear of violence, or actual violence, is the instrument of this dreadful will. You can see the will to po...
[...] Senecas Warnung an Nero: Ganz gleich, wie viele von uns du tötest, dein Nachfolger wird nicht darunter sein
The first of ‘Goose’s Two Laws of Survival.’ It runs thus, ‘The weak are meat the strong do eat.’ ... Henry grinned in the dark & cleared his throat. The second law of survival states that there is n...
Perpetual encagement endows any mirage of salvation with credibility.
I managed to smile, thinking how Modesty is Vanity’s craftier stepbrother.
Words are what you fight with but what you fight about is whether or not you’re afraid of them.
Shit, meet Fan. Fan, this is Shit.
She'n'her bros at the school'ry'd made a new game, Zachry'n'Meronym on Mauna Kia, but Abbess say-soed 'em not to 'cos times are pretendin' can bend bein'. A whoah game it was, said Catkin, but I din't...
Your turn has come to sift through the dreck of humanity for rare specks of originality
Cîți oameni atîtea adevăruri. Cînd și cînd, parcă zăresc un Adevăr mai adevărat, care se ascunde în spatele unor simulacre imprefecte, dar, cînd încerc sa m-apropii de el, se face nevăzut si se afundă...
The last of the cherry blossom. On the tree, itturns ever more perfect. And when it’s perfect, it falls. And then of course once it hits the
Old Ma Yibber spread the news that Zachry what came down off Mauna Kea weren't the same Zachry what'd gone up, an' true 'nuff I s'pose, there ain't no journey what don't change you some.
Heresy is fissiparous, however.
You imagine blank verse is a liberation, but no. Discard rhyme, you discard a parachute...
Some might think that acting all modest and yet feeling all megalomaniacal is dishonest. I say it’s a cultural thing. And of course it’s not megalomania (well, if it is, I’m the worst person to judge...
A sprinkle of last-minute despair gives a soul an agreeably earthy aftertaste.
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