In the dead of night I stirred. Wakefulness flowed back into me. I was a cup full of sorrow, but that sorrow was stilled, like a pain that abates as long as one does not move.
I'd rather I was a stray pup,' I made bold to say. And then all my fears broke my voice as I added, You wouldn't let them do this to a stray pup, changing everything all at once. When they gave the bl...
Leave old pains alone. When they cease coming to call, do not invite them back.
I've returned and I look around me and think, I've missed my life. While I was off and alone, it went on here, without me, and I'm forever doomed to be a stranger in my own home.
Why does the forbidden always add that edge of sweetness?
GRIGSBY: Ship’s cat. Orange and obnoxious.
Instead, we must focus on our hopes. If we cannot anchor ourselves in a belief that we will succeed, we have already been defeated.
Remember with your heart. Go back, go back and go back. The skies of this world were always meant to have dragons. When they are not here, humans miss them. Some never think of them, of course. But so...
His absence seemed a solid thing, a burden I must carry in addition to my grief... Yet I knew I would continue to live. Sometimes that knowledge seemed the worst part of my loss.
That is one thing that in all my years among your folk I have never become accustomed to. The great importance that you attach to what gender one is.
Still I promise myself, Next time I will do better in the all-too-human conceit that I will always be offered a next time.
Love isn't just about feeling sure of the other person, knowing what he would give up for you. It's knowing with certainty what you are willing to surrender for his sake. Make no mistake; each partner...
And tomorrow we'll do the same again. And again. Until one day you get up and find out that whatever it was didn't kill you after all.
You, I surmised, and gestured round. Thank you.No, he denied. His pale hair floated out from beneath his cap in a halo as he shook his head. But I assisted. Thank you for bathing. It makes my task of...
When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool, you end up sounding like a moron instead.
There are always choices. But sometimes there are no good ones.
Men cannot grieve as dogs do. But they grieve for many years.
Open your eyes. This horrible mess is your life. There is no sense in waiting for it to get better. Stop putting it off and live it.
It's strange, isn't it, how you don't know how big a part of you someone is until they're threatened? And then you think you can't possibly go on if something happens to them, but the most frightening...
Because your heart will be hammered against him, and your strength will be tempered in his fire.