Still, when all is said, somewhere one must belong: even the soaring falcon returns to its master's wrist.
Shoot, boy, the country's just fulla folks what knows everything, and don't understand nothing, just fullofem.
Lively, too. Talky as a jaybird. With something smart to say on every subject: better than the radio.
It is easy to ignore the rain if you have a raincoat
In school we only learn to recognize the words and to spell but the application of these words to real life is another thing that only life and living can give us.
I'm very scared, Buster. Yes, at last. Because it could go on forever. Not knowing what's yours until you've thrown it away.
Good luck and believe me, dearest Doc - it's better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.
Be anything but a coward, a pretender, an emotional crook, a whore: I'd rather have cancer than a dishonest heart. Which isn't being pious. Just practical.
And yet, in a touching, shrunken way, she was rather pretty - a prettiness marred by her seeing to be precariously balanced on the edge of pain.
And in this moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came.
The only obligation any artist can have is to himself. His works means nothing, otherwise. It has no meaning.
Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody. You can't have too many friends because then you're just not really friends.
We are speaking of love. A leaf, a handful of seed - begin with these, learn a little what it is to love. First a leaf, a fall of rain, then someone to receive what a leaf has taught you, what a fall...
The enemy was anyone who was someone he wanted to be or who had anything he wanted to have.
Maybe the older you grow and the less easy it is to put thought into action, maybe that’s why it gets all locked up in your head and becomes a burden.
It's a bore, but the answer is good things only happen to you if you're good. Good? Honest is more what I mean. Not lawtype honest--I'd rob a grave, I'd steal two-bits off a dead man's eyes if I thoug...
I'll never disgrace myself. And I swear, it never crossed my mind about Holly. You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.
I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.
For a long while- for many years, in fact- he had not thought of how it was before he came to the farm. His memory of those times was like a house where no one lives and where the furniture has rotted...
Existe una raza de hombres inadaptados, de hombres que no pueden parar ni establecerse, hombres que destrozan el corazón de quien se acerque a ellos y que vagan por el mundo a la ventura...Recorren la...