It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.
Don't be such an ass, Scheisskopf. People have a right to do anything that's not forbidden by law, and there's no law against lying to you.
I don't, she sobbed, bursting violently into tears. But the God I don't believe in is a good God, a just God, a merciful God. He's not the mean and stupid God you make Him out to be.
Likewise, every disturbance, whether resolved or not, is making space for an inner engagement. As a shovel digs up and displaces earth, in a way that must seem violent to the earth, an interior space...
Greatness is an opiate.
The creation of language is the creation of a fiction. The minute we speak we are in that fiction. It's a fiction designed, we hope, to reveal a truth. There is no "pure" language. The only "pure...
Good novels are written by people who are not frightened.
"Is the Master out of his mind?' she asked me. I nodded. 'And he's taking you with him?' I nodded again. 'Where?' she asked. I pointed towards the center of the earth. 'Into the cellar?' exclaimed the...
The second message is one that I have saved for weeks. It's Otter, and he simply says, I love you.
The middle classes, grown prosperous by the belated but staggering development of the industrial revolution and dazzled by the success of Bismarck's policy of force and war, had traded for material...
Americans believe that alcoholism is a disease and the alcoholic a sick person who needs help and treatment. The NCA
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And then I'm thinking - is it so impossible to imagine or believe? - that a man and a woman can find happiness together for a little while, which afterall, is all that we have. All anyone has.
But then we have to leave, have to. It's always been that way, and it will always be that way, Jane. That's just.. how it works
Excellent. They were flammable.
When people come into our lives at just the right time to give us the answers we need, we should give them money.
Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place? Because I was right. For the two of us, home isn't a place. It's a person.
It's not uncommon. Nice guys finish last and all.
People should say what they mean to say and not make other people stumble around.
It doesn't matter. I'm with you. I'm happy to be anywhere with you.
My roommate is a 240-pound homicidal hermit. For dinner he's fixing me a dead fox he scraped off the highway near Ponchatoula, and after that we're taking a leaky tin boat out on a windy lake to spy...
The author of this book does not belong to those who are fond of war. It is terribly attractive in some of its manifestations, it is disgustingly ugly in others.
On emerging from that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on emerging from the dark. The future life, the...
The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,-that is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To...
Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are almost always illusions for the sacrificed, but illusions with which, after all, the whole of human certainty is mingled. We throw...
The greatest favorites of destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme smile is God's alone.
We live in a sad society. Succeed--that is the advice which falls drop by drop from the overhanging corruption. In passing, we might say that success is a hideous thing. Its false similarity to merit...
Equality, citizens, is not the whole of society on a level, a society of tall blades of grass and small oaks, or a number of entangled jealousies. It is, legally speaking, every aptitude having the...
The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he turned abruptly to the director of the hospital.
The French Revolution, which is nothing else than the idea armed with the sword, rose erect, and, with the same abrupt movement, closed the door of ill and opened the door of good.
However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer in the light; excess burns. The flame is the enemy of the wing. To burn without ceasing to fly,-therein lies the marvel of...
To die is nothing, but it is terrible not to live.
In 1804, M. Myriel was the Cure of B-- {Brignolles}. He was already advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner.
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...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
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...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
