Well, she doesn't have anything to do with it, Richard, you're just like that guy in 'Dragnet' that always wants the facts.
Viewed from a distance, his character projected an impression of solidity and wholeness which was in fact as insubstantial as a hologram; up close, he was all motes and light, you could pass your hand...
We don't like to admit it," said Julian, "but the idea of losing control is one that fascinates controlled people such as ourselves more than anything. All truly civilized people - the ancients no...
The dead appear to us in dreams, said Julian, because that's the only way they can make us see them; what we see is only a projection, beamed from a great distance, light shining at us from a dead...
There is to me about this place a smell of rot, the smell of rot that ripe fruit makes. Nowhere, ever, have the hideous mechanics of birth and copulation and death -those monstrous upheavals of life...
Well, whatever one thinks of the Roman Church, it is a worthy and powerful foe. I could accept that sort of conversion with grace. But I shall be very disappointed indeed if we lose him to the...
They understand not only evil, it seemed, but the extravagance of tricks with which evil presents itself as good.
My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?
Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
Power, time, gravity, love. The forces that really kick ass are all invisible.
Unlimited power in the hands of limited people always leads to cruelty.
Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.
We are only what we know, and I wished to be so much more than I was, sorely.
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....