I miss the honor of serving as a parish pastor. There is nothing quite like it. The most challenging aspect of the job is that you just can't please everybody all the time, no matter how hard you try. But the greatest honor of the office, from my per...
(From the Author Note at the beginning of the book.) Dorothy L. Sayers used to say that mystery stories were the only moral fiction of the modern world--because in a mystery, you were guaranteed to see that the bad got punished, the good got rewarded...
When he was in a bad mood, The Writer went to the park. The only place he considered friendly. Not the bookshops crammed with titles, with those harsh lights and those piles of books that seemed like barricades, not the street with its narrow, dirty ...
But Lunch Isn't That Bad, Really Once I get used to having to eat with two people instead of one. Two people who have known each other for such a long time that they practically speak in code. Two people who are always saying, "Remember the time when...
Hippos are the very definition of Disney cute. There is no way you could look at a big, fat, squishy, huggable hippo and not think, "Id she could talk like a human, she would sound just like Jada Pinkett Smith and be oh so sassy." You would totally n...
I'm with him because when I'm with him, I'm free to be me. I'm with him because he's hot. I'm with him because he lets me blather, since I'm prone to blathering, and he lets me rant when I have a bad day. I'm with him because when I rant, he makes me...
Most of the time - 99 percent of the time - you just don't know how and why the threads are looped together, and that's okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something good happens. Do nothing and everything explodes. An...
There is a LOT of bad news every day. The world seems to be getting more and more crazy. So every time you see some bad news, go do something nice for someone or go create something. Write a poem or a song, draw or paint a picture, do something nice ...
There is one notable thing about our Christianity: bad, bloody, merciless, money-grabbing and predatory as it is -- in our country particularly, and in all other Christian countries in a somewhat modified degree -- it is still a hundred times better ...
--Hero!? Forget it! We're Pirates! I love heroes but I don't wanna become one! Do you even know what it takes to be a Hero!? Lets say you have some meat okay? Now a Pirate would chomp down on that bad boy, but a hero would share it with everyone!! I ...
Sometimes we fall into the negative so deeply that we do not realize our first instinctive reaction to everything is to think negatively or to "look" for the bad in every situation. The phrase "too good to be true" directly comes from this aspect of ...
Do you know, I am putting off ending this letter as though the end would be the end of something I want to hold on to. That's not true of course - just a feeling like the quick one of hexing your trip so you couldn't go. The mind is capable of any se...
a good woman's friends talk a good woman out of being with a good man, and a good man's heart talked that good man out of trying to be with that good woman.. because that good woman was talked out of being with that good man and so that good man stop...
[Tuco is in a bubble bath. The One Armed Man enters the room] One Armed Man: I've been looking for you for 8 months. Whenever I should have had a gun in my right hand, I thought of you. Now I find you in exactly the position that suits me. I had lots...
Bounty Hunter: [three bounty hunters have cornered Tuco] No! No pistol, amigo! It won't do you any good. There are three of us! Mexican Bounty Hunter: [holding a wanted poster] Hey, amigo! You know you got a face beautiful enough to be worth $2000? B...
Blondie: [watching the soldiers fighting on the bridge] I have a feeling it's really gonna be a good, long battle. Tuco: Blondie, the money's on the other side of the river. Blondie: Oh? Where? Tuco: Amigo, I said on the other side, and that's enough...
Chris: How are you feeling, Charlie? Charlie: Good. Chris: No, you know what I mean. Is it bad tonight? Charlie: No, no. I'm not picturing things anymore. Or if I do I can just shut it off. Chris: Well, you know, Mom did say that you have good friend...
Mr. Pink: [entering the warehouse] Was that a fucking setup, or what? [sees Mr. White tending to a seriously wounded Mr. Orange] Mr. Pink: Shit. Orange got tagged? Mr. White: Gut shot. Mr. Pink: Fuck. Where's Brown? Mr. White: Dead. Mr. Pink: How did...
Woody: Hey uh, Slinky? Slinky Dog: [with a checker board] Right here, Woody. I'm red this time. Woody: No, Slink... Slinky Dog: All right, you can be red if you want. Woody: Not now, Slink. I've got some bad news. Slinky Dog: [shouts] Bad news? Woody...
Bad leather, Viking gods should be naked.
Imagine a sunset, lavender and red / as battered morals . . .
