Umberto Eco Quote

Eventually everyone dies, but death, in various forms and ways, still comes as a shock. Then they throw dirt in your face. Then the worms eat you. Or they consign you to flames. The flesh sizzles and...

I like to write literature that reads like pulp fiction.

His kiss was like no other! His kiss was enchanted and fairy-tale like. He applied pressure, but just enough to feel his tenderness and warmth. I could feel his heart beating wildly as he pressed his...

But he couldn't feel self-pity in the face of the memorial. He hadn't lost nearly enough as these children, who'd lost their homeland and, in many cases,their whole families. Perhaps they had gained s...

Ah, but my dear sir, the why must never be obvious. That is the whole point.

What you do not understand is that there are things that cannot be bought.

But it is not everything in life that has its ticket, so much. There are things that are not for sale.

You will take his life but you can't take his memory out of us.

I know what happened. I used my inTWINition

Yes, you can see the bullet points here, here and here, sir; there are multiple back-slashes, of course. And that’s a forward slash. I would have to call this a frenzied attack. Did anyone hear the in...