Summer has taken a sensuous turn: Ayrs’s wife and I are lovers. Don’t alarm yourself! Only in the carnal sense.
Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'...
Sorry, poppet, I tell Aoife. I was miles away. No, you weren’t. You’re right here. I was miles away metaphorically. What’s meta … frickilly? The opposite of literally. What’s litter-lily? The opposite...
Pity is a form of abuse.’
Oh, diplomacy, said M.D., in his element, it mops up war's spillages; legitimizes its outcomes; gives the strong state the means to impose its will on a weaker one, while saving its fleets and battali...
Neither of us had anything to say, or rather we had everything to say, but after all those nights of not saying a word, we suddenly found we had not one dollar of time left between us.
My voice was jus' a duck fart in a hurrycane.
Music’s a wood you walk through.
Loyalty looks simple... but it ain't.
Listening to houses breathe makes you feel weightless.
It'll be all right. Julia's gentleness makes it worse. In the end, Jace.It doesn't feel very all right.That's because it's not the end.
In order to have sex, women need to feel loved; but in order for men to feel loved, we need to have sex.
I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.
I am designing the future on beer mats, like Churchill and Stalin at Yalta.
I Din't finish speakin' my cure 'cos Roses schnockoed my face so hard the ground dived forward an' I crashed my jaxy.
Human cruelty can be infinite. Human generosity can be boundless.
How lazily xperts dismiss what they fail to understand!
How do you smuggle daydreams into reality?
Hershey is so bent on avoiding cliché that each sentence is as tortured as an American whistleblower.
Faith shall save your Soul from Death. Without Faith, Death is a drowning, the end of ends, and what sane man wouldn′t fear that? But with Faith, Death is nothing worse than the end of the voyage we c...