An unearned income encourages self-pity in those already prone to it.
According to Adam One, the Fall of Man was multidimensional. The ancestral primates fell out of the trees; then they fell from vegetarianism into meat-eating. Then they fell from instinct into reason,...
A writer's age at the time of a work's composition is never irrelevant.
A truth should exist,it should not be used
Remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest.
Communications technology changes possibilities for communication, but that doesn't mean it changes the inherited structure of the brain. So you may think that you're addicted to online reading, but a...
You need a certain amount of nerve to be a writer.
For years I wanted to be older and now I am.
nothing is more opaque than absolute transparency. Look--my feet don't hit the marble! Like breath or a balloon, I'm rising, I hover six inches in the air in my blazing swan-egg of light. You think I'...
The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.
Maybe I don't really want to know what's going on. Maybe I'd rather not know. Maybe I couldn't bear to know. The Fall was a fall from innocence to knowledge.
You fit into melike a hook into an eyea fish hookan open eye
You can't change the past,Aunt Lou used to say.Oh, but I wanted to;that was the one thing I really wanted to do
You all right? he said again.I didn't love him, I was far away from him, it was as though I was seeing him through a smeared window or glossy paper; he didn't belong here. But he existed, he deserved...
Why are we designed to see the world as supremely beautiful just as we're about to be snuffed? Do rabbits feel the same as the fox teeth bite down on their necks? Is it mercy?
Where were we? I've forgotten. He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever.Right. Yes. The usual choices.
Vanity is becoming a nuisance, I can see why women give it up, eventually. But I'm not ready for that yet.
Things that are falling apart encourage me: whatever else, I’m in better shape than they are.
That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before.
So by the time the morning came, Odysseus and I were indeed friends, as Odysseus had promised we would be. Or let me put it another way: I myself had developed friendly feelings towards him - more tha...