Children are like fomites. What? Spreading infections everywhere they go.
Because we bear responsibility for our own actions alone. Not for anyone else’s.
Maura moved quietly to the alcove. There she lit three candles for three women. One for Sister Ursula. One for Sister Camille. And one for a faceless leper whose name she would never know. She did not...
Atalarımızla bağımız olmazsa, hiçbir şeyle ve hiç kimseyle bağı olmayan, gelişigüzel salınan, yapayalnız toz zerreleri oluruz.
Aslında hepimiz yaralıyız. Sadece bazılarımızın yarası diğerlerinden daha fazla belli, o kadar.
Predators go on vacations, too. They take drives in the country and enjoy the smell of the sea, just like everyone else. They are perfectly human. Outside,
But that’s what our ancestors did, Millie. This is where we all come from. Some part of you, some ancient memory deep in your brain, recognizes this continent as home.
Without ties to our ancestors, we are lonely specks of dust, adrift and floating, attached to nothing and no one.
An hour before her shift started, an hour before she was even supposed to be there, they rolled the first corpse through the door.
Tehlike yalnızca soyut bir kavramken korkusuz olmak kolaydır.
They slept because they were exhausted and weak and because most human beings can learn to endure almost anything, even the cries of the tormented. It was not that their hearts had hardened; it was be...
There's a whole history that never appears in the Bible, Detective. A secret history you can only find in Canaanite or Hebrew legends. They talk about the marriage between Adam and a free-spirited wom...
Your first look at Africa, said Henk, leaning in to murmur in her ear. Does it surprise you? She swallowed. It’s not what I imagined. What did you imagine? Lions and zebras running around everywhere?...
You have been getting all worked up about not looking out for me. Me, I've been lying here getting pissed about falling down on the job. I mean . Kerplunk.
Deves prestar sempre atenção aos teus sonhos, ensinara-lhe a mãe. São vozes que te dizem o que já sabes, sussurrando-te conselhos que ainda não seguiste.
Gilding her hair. Her bow glides across
Muscles burned and her knees ached, but she did not stop. She owed that much to him and would not abandon him a second
Where we go depends upon where we know. And where we know depends upon where we go
My name is Mila, and this is my journey.There are so many places where I could begin the story. I could start in the town where I grew up, in Kryvicy, on the banks of the Servac River, in the district...
The most intimate feeling people can share is neither love nor hate, but pain.
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