God promised to make you free. He never promised to make you independent.
Even though she was used to Mrs. Whatsit's odd getup (and the very oddness of it was what made her seem so comforting), she realized with a fresh shock that it was not Mrs. Whatsit herself that she wa...
Das Werk lobt den Meister. (German: The work proves the craftsman.)
But you see, Meg, just because we don’t understand doesn’t mean that the explanation doesn’t exist.
But of course we can’t take any credit for our talents. It’s how we use them that counts.
But if Hugh dies first, would I ever be able to stop saying, we and say I? I doubt it. I do not think that death can take away the fact that Hugh and I are we and us, a new creature born of the time o...
But I love her. That’s the funny part of it. I love them all, and they don’t give a hoot about me. Maybe that’s why I call when I’m not going to be home. Because I care. Nobody else does. You don’t kn...
As a child, when I came across a word I didn’t know, I didn’t stop reading the story to look it up, I just went on reading. And after I had come across the word in several books, I knew what it meant;...
And perhaps if we ever have real equality with all our glorious differences, the language itself will make the appropriate changes. For language, like a story or a painting, is alive. Ultimately it wi...
And When is not what matters. It’s what happens in the When that matters.
Almost all the joyful things of life are outside the measure of IQ tests.
O God,here, as so often, I cannot help.Let me not forget she is your childand your concern makes mine as nothing.
And you, behind the footlight's lure,Kissing an actress on the stage,Will leave her presence there, I'm sure,As I my people on the page.And yet - I love you, darling, yetI sat with someone at a tableA...
Hate hurts the hater more'n the hated.
People are afraid of knowledge that is not yet theirs.
— У нас никому не позволено страдать. Добрее меры не придумаешь: просто исключить из общества всех больных! Никто не имеет никаких слабостей и таких отклонений, как сопливые носы. Вместо того, чтобы п...
When I’m mad I don’t have room to be scared.
Unceremoniously
Don’t understand it any more than you do, but one thing I’ve learned is that you don’t have to understand things for them to be.
You don’t know the meaning of moderation, do you, my darling? A happy medium is something I wonder if you’ll ever learn.