Perhaps, he thought, if I only think of this second, this moment, the train won't come at all. Think of the water, think of now.
It is evil to keep these people in bondage, yet they cannot be freed. They must be educated! To free these people without education and with the prejudice that presently exists against them would be a...
I mean, I don't know much about the Civil War, but whenever I think of that time—I mean, ever since I've had these fantasies about those generals, those gorgeous young Southern generals with their ta...
The gray drizzle of horror induced by depression takes on the quality of physical pain. But it is not an immediately identifiable pain, like that of a broken limb. It may be more accurate to say that...
Real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Beyond
Time hangs heavy in the hospital, and the best I can say for Group Therapy is that it was a way to occupy the hours. More
There he must, despite the anguish devouring his brain, present a face approximating the one that is associated with ordinary events and companionship. He must try to utter small talk, and be responsi...
The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come -- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. If there is mild relief, one knows that...
That I chose Independence Day as the moment to strike was of course a piece of deliberate irony.
I have learned to cry again and I think perhaps that means I am a human being again. Perhaps that at least. A piece of human being but yes, a human being.
At the age of fifty he was beginning to discover, with a sense of panic, that his whole life had been in the nature of a hangover, with faintly unpleasant pleasures being atoned for by the dull unalle...
A great book should leave you with many experiences, and slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading.
In modern times most of the mischief ascribed to the military has been wrought with the advice and consent of civil authority. As
Yet I was appalled. For at the same time, such a violent act, even though well provoked and not entirely unheard of, was rare and shocking enough so as to make it likely that an atmosphere of suspicio...
She had not planned to weep—it was the last thing from her mind, a display of mawkish weakness—but she could not help it.
In the middle of the journey of our lifeI found myself in a dark wood,For I had lost the right path.
In depression this faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come- not in a d...
I would give almost anything I own to be alive when that day comes, as it surely will, when Harry Byrd sees negro men and women sitting not at the back of the bus but riding free and equal through all...
I was so completely dependent on him, you see, and that was not a healthy thing.
I don’t know what to say. Don’t try, she said, sighing. Oh, it’s so hot! And thought, Indeed if I consider Charlottesville that will be all. Which is worse, past or future? Neither. I will fold up my...