I'm not a vegetarian! I'm a dessertarian!

Honestly,’ she said when they were out of Bruce’s earshot, ‘he’s as bad in the kitchen as you are. What do you people do on the servant’s night off, anyway?’ Lila looked Jessica straight in the eye. '...

I beg your pardon? Catherine interrupted. Are you implying that women have poor judgment?In these matters, yes. Leo gestured to Christopher. Just look at the fellow, standing there like a bloody Greek...

French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.

From his observation so far, she was not the typical English noblewoman. He had been prepared to break her, like a spirited horse who had never worn saddle or bridle. Instead, when he looked at her, h...

Given her deafness, the auditory part of the brain, deprived of its usual input, had started to generate a spontaneous activity of its own, and this took the form of musical hallucinations, mostly mus...

Happy Birthday Seaweed Brain

Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.

Susannah. My dance partner's breath was soft against my cheek. Susannah....

To listen to what I'd heard - as if I'd already learned everything I needed.

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Was bedeutet Kultur anderes, als der groben Materie des Lebens ihr Feinstes, ihr Zartestes, ihr Subtilstes durch Kunst und Liebe zu entschmeicheln?

We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.

What a happy woman I am living in a garden, with books, babies, birds, and flowers, and plenty of leisure to enjoy them! Yet my town acquaintances look upon it as imprisonment, and I don't know what b...

What are you doing?Nothing. Breaking and entering. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.

What chance combination of shadow and sound and his own thoughts had created it?

What, in fact, do we know about the peak experience? Well, to begin with, we know one thing that puts us several steps ahead of the most penetrating thinkers of the 19th century: that P.E’.s are not a...

The statue was of a nude woman playing a slide trombone. It was entitles, enigmatically, Evelyn and Her Magic Violin.

The surgeons are playing on the myth's double standard for the function of the body. A man's thigh is for walking, but a woman's is for walking and looking beautiful. If women can walk but believe our...

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, Jess intoned as they took the path down from the parking lot. She had imagined finding a spot to read and meditate, leaving Emily to walk alone for half an hour,...