He's a man...and that's no small thing to be.
He wasn’t going to pretend it hadn’t hurt to hear it, but he wouldn’t let himself be angry; that would help neither of them.
Feelings aren't truth.
Don't be afraid. There's the two of us now.
Catholics don't believe in divorce. We believe in murder. There's always Confession, after all.--Brianna Fraser to Roger MacKenzie
Alive, and one. We are one, and while we love, death will never touch us. 'The grave's a fine and private place/ but none, I think, do there embrace.
What underlies great science is what underlies great art, whether it is visual or written, and that is the ability to distinguish patterns out of chaos.
«Nadie se muere por eso. Ni tu, ni yo»
Wrong thing.
Wooden mug I had ready, half filled with
This is just the
If women’s work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn’t being accomplished at any given moment?
Holes in his back that he
His weight pinning me to the bed.
Buildings; clearly the intention was to nudge
Bein’ cooped up indoors. The little finger waggled briefly.
Astutely observes that a Man’s sense of
Again, yet from that minute that that occasion
You know historians - can't leave a puzzle alone
You are mine, it had said. Mine! And I will not let you go.