It’s the concert of knowledge and ignorance that underwrites our decisions.
It seemed poison had been poured into wonder’s own decanter.
He had despised the sorcerer, thinking him one of those mewling souls who forever groaned beneath burdens of their own manufacture.
Antworten sind wie Opium. Je mehr man bekommt, desto mehr braucht man. Deshalb findet der Weise Trost im Geheimnis.
And ‘barbarity,’ I fear, is simply a word for unfamiliarity that threatens.
Whore. How many men had embraced her? How many gritty chins against her cheek? Always something to be endured. All of them punishing her for their need. Monotony had made them seem laughable, a long q...
Helplessness. If women were hope´s oldest companions, it was due to helplessness. Certainly women often exerciced dreadful power over a single hearth, but the world between hearths belonged to men.
Fot he sin of the idolater is not that he worships stone, but that he worships one stone over others.