We go from one war to another; we go from one terrorist group to another and we go from one calamity to another, but there is a pattern there if you know where to look.It's amazing how one when one wa...

I see things in windows and I say to myself that I want them. I want them because I want to belong. I want to be liked by more people, I want to be held in higher regard than others. I want to feel va...

An alcoholic is someone you don't like, who drinks as much as you do.

Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.

I'd kiss a frog even if there was no promise of a Prince Charming popping out of it. I love frogs.

I am not a sad clown. I am not a sad clown.

My mom is definitely my rock.

Medieval learning was really advanced.

You'll stay with me?'Until the very end,' said James.

You destroyed five million dollars' worth of luxury cars.Yes, but none of them are wearing human heads as hood ornaments.

Wisdom's daughter walks alone—Ella! Frank stood suddenly. Maybe it's not the best time— Ella continued, cupping her hands over her ears and raising her voice.

When I'm working I'm wishing I was doing nothing and when I'm doing nothing I'm wondering if I should be working. I hurry through what I've got to do and then, when I've got nothing to do, I keep glan...

Vossignoria pertanto creda a me e, come le ho detto già prima, legga di questi libri e vedrà come le bandiscono la malinconia che caso mai avesse e le fanno migliore il carattere se mai l'abbia guasto...

There was no sound, but she felt a movement, a shifting of the air in her room, the warmth of another presence.Isabel opened her eyes. He was there, at the foot of her bed, a single candle in his hand...

The security officer smiled and said, ‘Good afternoon, ma’am,’ to me before Igave him ID.It’s a sick world, Eve. He resisted taking her hand for another squeeze. A sick,sad world.

The secret island had looked mysterious enough on the night they had seen it before - but now, swimming in the hot June haze, it seemed more enchanting than ever. As they drew near to it, and saw the...

The modern mind is forced towards the future by a certain sense of fatigue, not unmixed with terror, with which it regards the past. It is propelled towards the coming time; it is, in the exact words...

Tell me when you want to pick it up again.Tell me when Satan starts a snowball fight.I'll do that. Lunch?

Somewhere in the back of my mind, Nighteyes was frantic. 'Poisoned. That water is poisoned.' I couldn't frame a thought to reassure him.

She was shaking so badly that she tucked her hands into her pockets and clamped her lips together to lock up the words.But they danced in her skull anyway, around and around. You should have gotten D...