I had thought about everything carefully before I had agreed to him. I had made every preparation, every calculation, except for those two essentials that could not be calculated; his heart and mine.
How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?
How else could it be with such consuming hair?
By betrayal, I mean promising to be on your side, then being on somebody else's.
Anyone could see the ticker tape. It was more frightening than the that never stopped calculating the national debt. This one said '27 SHOPPING DAYS TO CHRISTMAS'.It might as well have said '27 DAYS T...
And the world goes on regardless of joy or despair or one woman!s fortune or one man!s loss. And we can!t know our own lives beyond the details we can manage. And the things that change us forever hap...
All time is eternally present and so all time is ours, There is no sense in forgetting and every sense in dreaming.
El amor deja una herida que a su vez deja una cicatriz.
Wrong to seal illogic with a kiss but I do it myself all the time.
Why was money worth everything when you had none of it, and nothing when you had too much?
Why do humans need answers? Partly I suppose because without one, almost any one, the question itself soon sounds silly.
When people looked at him they had the feeling of being shut out. He did not shut them out. He shut himself in.
Whatever it is that pulls the pin, that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a brief and total beauty, even for a moment, it is enough.
What is it that you contain? The dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. Every minute, in each of you, a few million potassium atoms succumb to radioactive decay. The energy that...
We gamble with the hope of winning, but it's the thought of what we might lose that excites us
To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The p...
To avoid discovery I stay on the run. To discover things for myself, I stay on the run...
The woman tried to teach Winnet her language, and Winnet learned the words but not the language.
The true nature of the world is energy not mass.
The strata of sedimentary rock are like the pages of a book, each with a record of contemporary life written on it. Unfortunately, the record is far from complete.