Human intelligence was more trouble than it was worth. It was more destructive than creative, more confusing than revealing, more discouraging than satisfying, more spiteful than charitable.
Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening to compose their thoughts, maybe the next evening as well....
I am just a tiny person in Africa, but there is a place for me, and for everybody, to sit down on this earth and touch it and call it their own.
But fates are connected in ways we don't understand.
There was only one catch and that was Catch-22. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn't, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn't have to;...
Owning and maintaining a fraud had a way of gradually demoralizing one.
She had a taste for sugar, however, and this meant that a doughnut or a cake might follow the sandwich. She was a traditionally built lady, after all, and she did not have to worry about dress size,...
People were so naive about plants, Ellie thought. They just chose plants for appearance, as they would choose a picture for the wall. It never occurred to them that plants were actually living things,...
Welcome...to Jurassic Park!
Dor came from a time before the written word, a timewhen if you wished to speak with someone, you walked to see them. This time was different. The tools ofthis era-phones, computers-enabled people to...
They believed that prediction was just a function of keeping track of things. If you knew enough, you could predict anything. That's been cherished scientific belief since Newton.'And?'Chaos theory...
What is the sweetest happiness in this world?
Her death was as insignificant as her life.
Please do not leave me, he thought. He could not bear a world without Alli. He realized how much he relied on her from morning until night. She was his only conversation. His only smile. She prepared...
But man invents nothing God did not create first.
And when gods touched something, the normal became the supernatural, the simple became the wondrous.
Geniuses never pay attention.
Once, lovers on faraway shoressat by candlelight and dipped ink toparchment, writing words that couldnot be erased.They took an evening to composetheir thoughts, maybe the next evening aswell. When...
When we are most alone is when we embrace another's loneliness.
We all yearn for what we have lost. But sometimes, we forget what we have
She had been so consumed with escaping her own misery, she hadn't considered the misery she might inflict.
It is never too late or too soon, the old man had said. It is when it is supposed to be.
You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?
Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time.
Everything man does today to be efficient, to fill the hour? It does not satisfy. It only makes him hungry to do more. Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time. When you are measuring...
Some genealogies claimed to be able to trace the Maclean ancestry even further back, going as far as Julius Caesar, and, in some cases, admittedly more tendentiously, to the ancient Celtic god of the...
Common sense has no place in first love and never has.
There is a reason God limits our days. Why? To make each one precious.
But Father Time is real. And, in truth, he cannot age. Beneath the unruly beard and cascading hair-signs of life, not death-his body is lean, his skin unwrinkled, immune to the very thing he lords...
The hands of a clock will find their way home.
You need someone to probe you in that direction. It won't just happen automatically. I knew what he was saying. We all need teachers in our lives.
Dor shook his head. The phrase. What does it mean?Sarah wondered if he was kidding. Time flies? You know, like, time goes really fast and suddenly you're saying goodbyeand it's like no time passed at...
Time flies with you
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....