Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale.
And this is either a completely disastrous question or the most sensible one I’ve ever asked in all my life.
The world won’t come to me,’ he used to say, ‘so I must go to it’—
Had something to say? At any rate. We left our rooms pretty much
Credulous father, a distinguished judge who had spent his final
And leaving
Who knew it was in my power to make anyone so happy? Or that I could ever be so happy myself? My moods were a slingshot; after being locked-down and anesthetized for years my heart was zinging and sla...
Whe can't escape who we are
Well—let’s put it another way. Who was it said that coincidence was just God’s way of remaining anonymous?
War? One can lose oneself in the joy of battle, in fighting for a glorious cause, but there are not many glorious causes for which to fight these days.
Son nuestros secretos los que nos definen, y no la cara que mostramos al mundo.
Or--to quote another paradoxical gem of my dad's: sometimes you have to lose to win.
My grandest boyhood ambition was to be a professor of history at Notre Dame. Although what I do now is just a different way of working with history, I suppose.) He told me about his blind-in-one-eye c...
Me she was watching for: me. And the heart-shock of believing, for only a moment, that you might just have what could never be yours.
Maybe good luck was like bad luck in that it took a while to sink in.
Love doesn't conquer everything. And whoever thinks it does is a fool.
Let’s both be good, and truthful, and kind to each other, and let’s be happy together and have fun always.
I was wide awake, and yet part of me was so glassed-off and numb I was practically in a coma.
I was struck by something rather obvious - namely, that any religious ritual is arbitrary unless one is able to see past it to a deeper meaning.
I waited, uncertainly, my eyes on the Japanese chest. It was a beauty, a prize for a retired sea-captain's home in backwater Boston: scrimshaw and cowrie shells, Old Testament samplers cross-stitched...