That’s it! cried Fizban. I remembered! Suddenly the air was filled with strands of sticky, floating cobweb.
Do not be afraid of what should be afraid of you
There are times when solitude is better than society, and silence is wiser than speech. We should be better Christians if we were more alone, waiting upon God, and gathering through meditation on His...
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Good design is good business.
The fact that the person who you are sleeping with is also sleeping with another person or other people does not necessarily mean that he or she does not love you. And the fact that you are the only p...
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
Be a leader with a ladder, not a boss with an order.
Babies cry at birth because it is the first time they experience separation from love.
I don't like Los Angeles. The people are awful and terribly shallow, and everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to play the game. I'm from New York. I will kill to get what I need.
Don't make prayer a consistent battle, but rather constantly pray against life's battles.