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Words are like wild birds - they will come when they wish, not when they are bidden.

Mindless, stupid men! Playing with the lives of other men

I wonder, with all the flowers in the garden, how many of them ever think of hanging themselves with the garden hose, if ever they can.

A society that has no wrongs will soon have no rights.

When sheep grow blind, it is only wolves that rejoice.

She was a strange, unsettled planet that had had once sustained life. She was a language that I had thought I almost understood even though I couldn't speak it. She hadn't always been this way. She...

Brabantio: You are a villain!Iago: You are a senator!

The only object we truly possess is our own mind. The only pleasure over which we have complete dominion is the progress of our own understanding.

The researchers concluded that during intercourse in the missionary position, the penis has the shape of a boomerang.

If you help load a cart you get a ride in it, as often as not. It gives him to think, how bad people are at loading carts. Men trying to walk straight ahead through a narrow gateway with a wide wooden...

I remember swimming {albeit nervously, for I was a nervous child, afraid of sinkholes and afraid of snakes, and perhaps that was the beginning of my error}

Fortify yourself with contentment for this is an impregnable fortress.

No rational response was possible. Her irrationality made it so. The terrible power, he thought, of illogic.

But the world does not cater to our timing.

This fucking city is full of nothing but thugs, money grubbing porn-bitches, and hustlers. I'm calling the police." Ex fumed as he struggled to pull his cell from his pocket. If Syn weren't so damn...

Some friends of theirs had rented their house for several months to an interior decorator. When they returned, they discovered that their entire library had been reorganized by color and size. Shortly...

He was the sort of man who would have tried to cheer Napoleon up by talking about the Winter Sports at Moscow.

If only there weren't so many other people in the world,' he said lugubriously.

But even during this sleep-still, still-his real life showed through too much.

It was a strange combination to absorb - the everyday concerns of the town doctor stuck in the middle of a discussion of his early days in seventeenth-century London.

Jenny Garp understood that in the world of her father’s ideas, we must have a certain supply of energy. Her famous grandmother Jenny Fields once perceived {and classified} people as “external”,...

Love never had enough time, but what time was left, he would savor. Every single second.

More tears rushed from the depths of her tortured soul. ... The losses piled up.

People who die bad don't stay in the ground.

But identification is not the same as knowing someone through and through-the man you fell in love with years ago might look the same and speak the same and smell the same yet be completely different.

The best indicator of personal risk is whether you have fallen much before. Accident proneness is a slightly controversial area among stair-injury epidemiologists, but it does seem to be a reality....

But she went to tell the bees. She felt like an idiot doing it, but she'd promised. She remembered that it wasn't enough just to think at them: you had to say the words out loud. Bees were the...

Religious people of any serious kind made her nervous: they were like men in raincoats who might or might not be flashers.

Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous.

Our colleagues don't sound happy," Björk said with concern. "It's never popular to bring in someone from your own force. It's going to be a dismal winter because of this.

...to understand who a person really was, what his or her life really meant, the speaker for the dead would have to explain their self-story–what they meant to do, what they actually did, what they...

When you really know somebody you can't hate them. Or maybe it's just that you can't really know them until you stop hating them.

That I am trapped in this particular irrelevancy is never more apparent to me than when I am home. Paralyzed by the neurotic lassitude engendered by meeting one's past at every turn, around every...