She didn’t know Matt had followed her until he grabbed her shoulder, halting her headlong rush to nowhere. He turned her into his arms, pulled her against his chest, crushed her mouth in a searing kiss. “Shane,” he said when he raised his head ...
I settled on the floor and whispered to Sam, “I want you to listen to me, if you can.” I leaned the side of my face against his ruff and remembered the golden wood he had shown me so long ago. I remembered the way the yellow leaves, the color of ...
Last night I danced. My body rose from its slump for the first time since the beginning of sorrows—my fingers beckoning to the stars at arm's length, back arching as tingles bubbled up my spine, hips caught in a silent tempo while on tiptoe I twirl...
Man hätte meinen können, all die Unwillkommenen würden sich zusammentun und gemeinsam gegen die Macht auftreten, die sie nicht aufkommen lassen wollte. Aber dem war nicht so. Sie hassten einander ebensosehr, wie die Lehrerin sie hasste. Sie imitie...
The matted straw cover of the latrine was yanked away. The sun blinded me as I looked up at the dark outline of two young soldiers in tattered camouflage, their uniforms made for men bigger than they were. They each held an automatic weapon, an AK-47...
She was beautiful, only hers was the dark beauty of night, just as Sherry's was the bright beauty of daytime. Her hair was raven-black, ending in a sort of widow's peak low on her forehead, and her face and arms were alabaster- white. Her gown was a ...
When one is sitting in his bedroom and, happening to glance out the window, sees his little brother walking slowly down the driveway, he immediately jumps up, knocks over a stack of magazines piled up beside him, and runs through the doorway and down...
Gangbanger: [Two street thugs catch a little boy that has stolen an apple from them] You steal from us, you little bastard? [Selina appears and twists his arm from behind] Selina Kyle: You boys know you can't come into my neighborhood without asking ...
Arthur: Move aside! This is the king's road - and the knights you joined arms against were his very own. Lancelot: I await the king himself. His knights are in need of training. Arthur: I am King. And this [draws the sword] Arthur: , is Excalibur, sw...
Rameses: No, Moses. It is I who will possess all of her. [to Nefretiri] Rameses: You think when you are in my arms, it will be his face that you will see, not mine? Nefretiri: Yes. Only his face. Rameses: [to Moses] I defeated you in life. You shall ...
John Connor: [holds up robot arm] Will this melt in the lava? The Terminator: Yes, Throw it in. John Connor: Adios! [John hurls the arm into the steel] The Terminator: And the chip. Sarah Connor: [in relief] It's over. The Terminator: No. There is on...
Purpose! Purposes are for animals with a hell of a lot more dignity than the human race! Just hop on that strange torpedo and ride it to wherever it's going
Only a determined and resourceful scholar could establish manuscript precedence - but in the race to masturbate on a printed page Proust definitely came first.
acordar não é uma simples passagem do sono para a vigília. É mais, um lentíssimo envelhecimento, cada despertar somando o cansaço da inteira humanidade. (...) a vida, ela toda, é um extenso nascimento
The French doctor - the French, they are a very logical race and make good doctors - says: "M'sieu, they have all been on the wrong track - ("Jane Brown's Body")
A WORD TO THE WISE Let the world pass in its time-ridden race; never get caught in its snare. Remember, the only acceptable case for being in any particular place is having no business there.
History of science is a relay race, my painter friend. Copernicus took over his flag from Aristarchus, from Cicero, from Plutarch; and Galileo took that flag over from Copernicus.
Fire is a speed reader, which is why the ignorant burn books: fire races through pages, takes care of all the knowledge, and never bores you with a summary.
Her life was one endless loop that she raced around, with steep banked curves so she could never change or slow down. It just delivered her back to herself, over and over and over.
But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea.
Meanwhile, the poor Babel fish, by effectively removing all barriers to communication between different races and cultures, has caused more and bloodier wars than anything else in the history of creation.
