Power's a strange thing, lad. It's a drug people like me crave it.
The high point of your life was when you knocked me down
Heroes, well, they don't live so long. But they're muy suave, and we all admire them.
She would drink until the trembling stopped. Then she would wilt over the piano like one of Celia's spinaches when Tam Lin forgot to water the garden.
Look around you...Feel the wind, smell the air. Listen to the birds and watch the sky. Tell me what's happening in the wide world.
But I also know that to ignore joy while it lasts, in favor of lamenting one's fate, is a great crime.
Humans are endlessly stupid and greedy.
Tom is a filthy little pustule. If you quote me, I'll deny it!
After all, what is suffering but an awareness of suffering?
No one can tell the difference between a clone and a human. That's because there isn't any difference. The idea of clones being inferior is a filthy lie.
I don't mind, he whispered. If I had a soul, I'd probably wind up in hell anyway.
He had no more control over his life than a dog on a chain, but caring for Lucy made him feel…well…strong.
As for asking Tam Lin, Matt didn’t know how to bring up the subject. By the way, is anyone planning to cut me up into T-bone steaks? Even more terrifying was the bodyguard’s possible answer: You hit t...
Gods, if they're neglected, tend to fall asleep, but they never really go away.
For purely selfish reasons, the old man had preserved what the rest of the world had destroyed.
That was the best kind of story: when the teller was as much under its spell as the listener.
Slow people are just paying close attention.
Life and death are in constant battle. There is no way in this world for happiness to exist alone...
Matt discovered that no matter how terrified he’d been at first, it wasn’t possible to stay terrified. It was as though his brain said, Okay. That’s enough. Let’s find something else to do.
Guardian angels guide the steps of idiots.