Ana thought eyebrow rings were stupid. She liked earrings, and she could understand nose rings, belly-button rings and even pierced tongues, but metal sticking out of random facial places like...
The more we die, the stronger we will become
Withdrawal to our dreams may be dangerous
The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So...
They encourage us to show the feelings of our love for the Imam in the utmost exaggeration forms, while they are forbidden to show any public expression of our personal feelings, and I mean love in...
before speaking, notice what motivates your words.
It is not the outer objects that entangle us. It is the inner clinging that entangles us. - Tilopa
Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition.
I was just existing, but he made me want to live.
Respect is primary.
Mages say that we are inside the bubble. This is the bubble in which we were placed at the time of our birth. First, the bubble is open, but then it begins to close until it seals us inside itself....
The subject was war. The good book says that he that lives by the sword shall perish by the sword, said the black. The judge smiled, his face shining with grease. What right man would have it any...
Ask Robespierre. Ask the man with the conscience which is more important, your friend or your country- ask him how he weighs an individual in the scheme of things. Ask him which comes first, his old...
Patience can be a means of letting matters mature to a proper state for action, not just a way of letting time slip away.
Hope flickered in my chest. 'Do you think they'll stop this... zombie-apocalypse-in-the-making if they realize I'm back on Team Not-Insane?
The ability to feel the anger and convey it to others is itself the transformative experience for many women. Women's anger spurs creativity and drives innovation in politics and social change, and it...
Anne of Green Gables Series!
The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.
Mr. Responsible Media was looking rebellious, but this was my country. I was the Cinnamon Roll Queen and most of those assembled were my devoted subjects.
The burden she carried was different from yours, and it had worn on her for many years. When I knew her she had forgotten joy, although I believe Arlbeth gave her a little back again.
If you are proven to be right a hundred times in a row,no amount of evidence will convince you that you are mistakenin the hundred-and-first case. You will be seduced byyour own apparent...
Given that grief remained the most general of afflictions its literature seemed remarkably spare.
How can one eat when the heart is busy?
What is your itinerary?To meet my maker.Ah. Well. You're in luck. And what do you want to say to your maker?A most mechanical and dirty hand {laughs}. I shall have such revenges on you...both. The...
…people decided what they thought and would not be moved, not even by the most patient, the most rational argument.
What is the alternative to religion as we know it? As it turns out, this is the wrong question to ask. Chemistry was not an "alternative" to alchemy; it was a wholesale exchange of ignorance at its...
It is with imaginary writers that I learn what I want to do. For example, Stephen Dedalus or Nick Adams. I read their lives as a way to understand what it is about. I have no interest in inspiring...
What needs to be counted on to have a voice? Courage. Anger. Love. Something to say; someone to speak to; someone to listen. I have talked to myself for years in the privacy of my journals.
Roland Barthes says, That which cannot be named is a disturbance.
I will never be able to say what is in my heart, because words fail us, because it is in our nature to protect, because there are times when what is public and what is private must be discerned. There...
To be read. To be heard. To be seen. I want to be read, I want to be heard. I don't need to be seen. To write requires an ego, a belief that what you say matters. Writing also requires an aching...
People who are overwhelmed with troubles never do look back. They know only too well that misfortune follows in their footsteps.
Is death one of those adventures from which I can't emerge as myself? The sister whose hand I am clutching in the picture is dead. I wonder every day whether she still exists . . . A person whom one...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
