It hurt, and that is not a euphemism. It hurt like a beating.

In the 1920s, Jim Crow Mississippi was, in all facets of society, a kleptocracy.

I want to sleep with you. Now, tonight, and at any time you may care to call me. I want your naked body, your skin. your mouth, your hands...—I want you like an animal...or a whore.

He is himself again, more himself than at any time on this Earth. Nancy Reagan on her husband

He appeared to have pushed down the coverlet and undone the first few buttons of his banyan. Sweat had pooled below his throat, just at the junction of his collarbones, and she could see a few black h...

From fanaticism to barbarism is only one step.

For pure patriotism, however, the Gists of South Carolina stood above the rest. Their father had been an ardent patriot during the Revolution, in consequence of which he named his first son Independen...

Fairy Tales give you more than just smile.

Facing the sagging middle when writing a novel, while inevitable, may be overcome by pre-planning. I divide my collection of proposed scenes into three acts, each scene inciting tension that builds to...

Every cuisine has its characteristic 'flavor principle,' Rozin contends, whether it is tomato-lemon-oregano in Greece; lime-chili in Mexico; onion-lard-paprika in Hungary, or, in Samin's Moroccan dish...

Daniel chuckled. Whoever that poor girl was, he hoped his family was paying her well.And then, finally, she lifted her fingers from the keys as Daisy began her painful violin solo. He watched her exha...

CHOW^TM contained spun, plaited, and woven protein molecules, capped and coded, carefully designed to be ignored by even the most ravenous digestive tract enzymes; no-cal sweeteners; mineral oils repl...

But, in fact, a person's sexual choice is the result and sum of their fundamental convictions. Tell me what a person finds sexually attractive and I will tell you their entire philosophy of life.

Begging for help never gets you any.

And I realized no matter what you do it’s bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.

Warmth spread down my neck.It's actually, and not blah or whatever.

I believe life is an intelligent thing: that things aren't random.

I play a little guitar, write a few tunes, make a few movies, but none of that's really me. The real me is something else.

I just love to play and I get a chance to play with other musicians and I jump on it.

At independence, Tanzania had 350,000 elephants... in 1987, there were only 55,000 elephants left.