It was strange how the future seemed tied inseparably to the past, so that both revolved through the present, like a great wheel...
Im Schlamm fing es an, wie so vieles.
If you wish to carry a hungry weasel in your pocket, it is your choice.
Has everyone gone mad? Everyone was mad already, my lady, Cadrach said with a strange, sorrowful smile. It is merely that the times have brought it out in them.
You show me what someone listens to, I’ll tell you everything you want to know about his soul. (For instance, a bunch of Nickelback albums would have indicated he never had a soul in the first place.)
Sometimes people need reasons for things, even when there are no reasons. That's what makes people believe in conspiracies or religions - if there is any difference. The world is just too complicated,...
She had to find her own story, and she could make it whatever shape she thought best.
Now I end my death song. I give my farewell to mountain and sky. It has been good to be alive.
Los soldados llevan muchas cargas, muchacho, y a veces mantenerse vivo e la más pesada d´ todas
If you spare a dog he will never bite you, but men are not so trustworthy.
If only men would do what they should.
I like people, see, I really do. I just don’t like them much close up.
Era un simple punto brillante en la horrorosa tormenta..., pero incluso un brillo solitario puede devolver sano y salvo a un viajero a su casa.
Do not make it my complaint, Simon. Her voice was firm but her look contained love and a little amusement as well as irritation.
You see, that is the secret of history, little Briony—who tells the last story.
We survive. But when survival is the only goal, what do the survivors become? This
We go into unknown places. As do all mortals,
To want too much was worse than greed: it was stupidity—a waste of precious time and effort.
They were all becoming brothers, in the manner he had seen before: facing death together was the greatest of levelers.
Of all the songs we Zida'ya sing, she (Aditu) murmured, the closest to our hearts are those which tell of things lost.Perhaps that is because none of us can show something's value until it is gone, sa...