Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has its reason and significance: its beginning, and the part it plays in the end.
Exactly-merde and bad food, c'est l'amour.
Fate always gives you two choices, Scorpio George once said: the one you should take, and the one you do.
Fate always gives you two choices: the one you should take, and the one you do.
Fear and guilt are the dark angels that haunt rich men, Khader said to me once. I wasn't sure if that was true, or if he simply wanted it to be true, but I did know from experience that despair and hu...
Fear and guilt haunt the rich. Despair and humiliation haunt the poor.
Fear is a wolf on a chain, only dangerous when you set it free. Sorrow exhausts itself in the net of forgetting. Anger, for all its fury, can be killed by a smile. Only hope goes on forever, because h...
God help us. God forgive us. We live on.
Happiness is a myth, It was invented to make us buy things
Happiness is a myth,’ Karla snapped back angrily. ‘It was invented to make us buy things.
Hatred always leaves a stain on the veil. But sometimes the hatred isn’t your own. Sometimes you’re chained, and the hatred beaten into you is another man’s, grown in a different heart, and it takes l...
He was the little mouse that I'd trained and fed with crumbs in my prison cell; the mouse that was crucified.
How can you sit next to this filthy gay?' he asked me.'It's called gravity,' I said. 'Look it up, when you have an afternoon to spare.
I also agree with Winston Churchill, who once defined a fanatic as someone who won’t change his mind and can’t change the subject.
I began to see how deep the well of her loving was, and how much her happiness and confidence depended on drawing that love into the light, and sharing it. And love was beautiful in her. It was a clea...
I couldn't tell him that I felt too weak and beat up to climb a mountain: sometimes, all the guts you have is the guts you pretend, because you love someone too much to lose their respect.
I did know from experience that despair and humiliation haunt the poor.
I didn't know then, as I do now, that love's a one-way street. Love, like respect, isn't something you get; it's something you give.
I don’t know what frightens me more,the power that crushes usor our endless ability to endure it.
I know it isn’t cruelty or shame that characterises the human race. It’s forgiveness that makes us what we are.
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