Life would go out in a 'fraction of a second' (that was the phrase), but all night he had been realizing that time depends on clocks and the passage of light. There were no clocks and the light wouldn...
It takes a long time before we cease to feel proud of being wanted. Though God knows why we should feel it, when we look around and see who is wanted too.
It is a great danger for everyone when what is shocking changes.
Indifference and pride look very much alike, and he probably thought I was proud.
I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused.
Hullo, commandant,' I said, 'how's the General?''Which general?' he asked with a shy grin.'Surely in the Caodaist faith,' I said, 'all generals are reconciled.
Heaven was a word: hell was something he could trust.
And when we love our sin then we are damned indeed.
A man kept his character even when he was insane.
I have no talent; it's just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.
Hatred seems to work on the same glands as love: it even produces the same actions. If we had not been taught how to interpret the story of the Passion, would we have been able to say from their actio...
Ο θάνατος είναι πάντα από μόνος του μια απόδειξη ειλικρίνειας.
You should dream more, Mr Wormold. Reality in our century is not something to be faced.’ 2
You are interested in a person, not in life, and people die or leave us ... But if you are interested in life it never lets you down. I am interested in the blueness of cheese. You don't do crosswords...
Yesterday I went home with him and we did the usual things. I haven't the nerve to put them down, but I'd like to, because now when I'm writing it's already tomorrow and I'm afraid of getting to the e...
Why doesn't hatred kill desire? I would have given anything to sleep. I would have behaved like a schoolboy if I had believed in the possibility of a substitute. But there was a time when I had tried...
Whew,' he said, 'I'm glad that's over, Thomas. I've been feeling awfully bad about it.' It was only too evident that he no longer did.
When I began to write our story down, I thought I was writing a record of hate, but somehow the hate has got mislaid and all I know is that in spite of her mistakes and her unreliability, she was bett...
Switzerland is only bearable covered with snow, Aunt Augusta said, like some people are only bearable under a sheet.
She was the hiss of steam, the clink of a cup, she was a certain hour of the night and the promise of rest.