You got to know your limits. Once is enough, but you got to learn. A little caution never hurt anyone. A good woodsman has only one scar on him. No more, no less.
You can have all the desire and ache inside you want, but what you really need is a concrete starting point.
Whether you want to or not. But the place you return to is always slightly different from the place you left. That’s the rule. It can never be exactly the same. A
When people pass away, do their thoughts just vanish?
When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.
What’s more, you’re loads better than you think you are.So why is it I get to thinking that way? I puzzled.That’s because you’re only half-living. she said briskly. The other half is still untapped so...
What would tomorrow bring? I wondered. Both hands on the wheel, I closed my eyes. I didn’t feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing. Wh...
What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing?
What do I like about math? , When I've got figures in front of me, it relaxes me. Kind of like, everything fits where it belongs.
We're all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.
Way back when the Sam Peckinpah film The Wild Bunch premiered, a woman journalist raised her hand at the press conference and asked the following: Why in the world do you have to show so much blood al...
They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. What a wonderful thing...
The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before. Books and music were my best friends. I had a couple of good friends at school, but...
The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it.
That's how people live in the real world: forcing stuff on each other.
So I made up my mind I was going to find someone who would love me unconditionally three hundred and sixty five days a year, I was still in elementary school at the time - fifth or sixth grade - but I...
She's always polite and kind, but her words lack the kind of curiosity and excitement you'd normally expect. Her true feelings- assuming such things exist- remain hidden away. Except for when a practi...
She was hearing everything that went on in his heart, like a person who can trace a map with his fingertip and conjure up vivid, living scenery.
Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life and it’d lose even its imperfection.
People need routines. It's like a theme in music. But it also restricts your thoughts and actions and limits your freedom. It structures your priorities and in some cases distorts your logic.