My father was interested in bringing reggae music to the entire world.
It's not the end of the world to lose.
Politics and ethics belong to different worlds.
Wuxia is a fantasy world exists in everyone's mind.
Even I had no opportunity to conduct very many concerts after World War II.
During World War II, the pilot losses were staggering. In some bombing raids, as many as 80% of the planes that left did not return.
Govern yourself and you can govern the world.
The heart is but the beach beside the sea that is the world.
The world is our house. Keep it clean.
Love and let the world know, hate in silence.
Cry and the whole world cries with you.
The tongue is the worst piece of meat in the world.
The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.
And there are my cats, engaged in a ritual that goes back thousands of years, tranquilly licking themselves after the meal. Practical animals, they prefer to have others provide the food ... some of them do. There must have been a split between the c...
Where do I come into all of this? Am I just some animal or dog?' And that started them off govoreeting real loud and throwing slovos at me. So I creeched louder still, creeching: 'Am I just to be like a clockwork orange?
Look son, the Human Pig. (shocked)Mother, y-you're inhuman! (deadpan)Another animal could do this?
The only obsession everyone wants: 'love.' People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you're whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You're whole, and then you'...
Free folk don't follow names, or little cloth animals sewn on a tunic," the King-Beyond-the-Wall had told him. "They won't dance for coins, they don't care how your style yourself or what that chain of office means or who your grandsire was. They fol...
I believe that there is something connecting us ... Something that was here before we got here and will still be here after we're gone. I've begun to believe that all of our consciousnesses are bound up in that greater consciousness. ... An animating...
As I circled the room like a lion about to pounce, another animal, bordering on domestic fucking cat stepped behind Tyler and grabbed her by the waist for a dance. I thought she was going to tell him no thanks, like the others, but instead she looked...
A few days after we came home from the hospital, I sent a letter to a friend, including a photo of my son and some first impressions of fatherhood. He responded, simply, 'Everything is possible again.' It was the perfect thing to write because that w...
