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"Don't worry, we're not letting her out of our sight…and after the Nick incident, we're not letting her out from behind this bar. {Aimee} Yeah, Prisoners R Us. {Tory}"

You are not responsible for the reader, you're only responsible for what you are writing.

Normally, I admire your kick-in-the-face style, Lieutenant. But try that with this, and the two of us will be making love in heaven tonight." "Heaven wouldn't have either of us

I wonder if any of us ever really knows another person? she replied, sounding wistful.

Soccer writers seemed as starved for entertainment as art critics, anything vaguely enjoyable gets promoted to the level of genius. ~ 219

He glanced around, his eyes widening a little when he looked toward her bedroom. She winced, but resisted the urge to jump and close the door. He was staring at the poster above her bed, an image of...

{S}he believed that the Buddhists were right–that if you want, you will suffer; if you love, you will grieve. {68}

You can borrow my Blackbird, if you like,' said Ben. This was his new fountain pen, which troubled him. It was guaranteed not to leak, but writers and schoolchildren knew better. Ben wished to be...

You can't keep counting forever

In this twilight they were more imagined than seen, but I felt surrounded by the practitioners of a sacred mediocrity, an elegant mediocrity cloistering inaccessible tortures. I don't know quite how...

You will be enriched in every way so that you can be generous on every occasion {2 Corinthians 9:11}.

There was no point in telling somebody not to cry, she had always thought; indeed there were times when you should do exactly the opposite, when you should urge people to cry, to start the healing...

Lymond's behaviour, as always, went to the limits of polite usage and then hurtled off into space.

A library of books is the fairest garden in the world, and to walk there is an ecstasy. -The Arabian Nights

For many great deeds are accomplished in times of squalid struggle. There is a kind of stubborn, unrecognized courage which in the lowest depths tenaciously resists the pressures of necessity and...

I'm double bred for death by fire.

Live. For Now. For the time being.

A soft Sea washed around the HouseA Sea of Summer AirAnd rose and fell the magic PlanksThat sailed without a care -For Captain was the ButterflyFor Helmsman was the Be

I clutched the armrest when she gunned the engine on the freeway and cut off a minivan. That big red shiny thing inches from you was another vehicle.

He slung off his backpack. He'd managed to grab a lot of supplies at the Napa Bargain Mart: a portable GPS, duct tape, lighter, superglue, water bottle, camping roll, a Comfy Panda Pillow Pet {as seen...

They could at least part with love. It was like Tor to make the gesture; her father, for all his kindness, was too proud-or too much a king; and she was too proud, or too bitter, or too young.

Competing absolutisms respect each other more than either respects those who are allergic to absolutes as an absolute principle.

A man could be a hereditary ruler, or an elected president, but not be a gentleman, and that would show in his every deed. But if you had a leader who was a gentleman, with all that this meant, then...

Any religion which demands death for other people is itself worthy of nothing less than it expects for others. In fact, it is probably long overdue.

As Ramses did the same for his mother, he saw that her eyes were fixed on him. She had been unusually silent. She had not needed his father's tactless comment to understand the full implications of...

You always say oh, that's so unprofessional as though there's some definition of professional that's also a moral imperative for how to behave.

So you have your price. Your soul for a cookie.

No one goes out to play anymore. Simulation is becoming reality.

The act of writing turns out to be its own reward.

find someone at last someone find you at last live together glued together love each other a little without being loved be loved a little without loving answer that leave it vague leave it dark

My color is my joy and not my burden...

A human soul devoid of longing was a soul deformed, deprived of its highest good, sick unto death.

Boredom is an instrument of social control. Power is the power to impose boredom, to command stasis, to combine this stasis with anguish. The real tedium, deep tedium, is seasoned with terror and with...