Everybody has a soul." I turn to Pelly. "And that means you, too." "I'm not so sure of that," he says. "What does it feel like?" "Having a soul?" I look at Maxine, but she only shrugs. "I don't know," I tell Pelly. "I don't have anything to compare i...
Because . . . most of us think that the point is something to do with work, or kids, or family, or whatever. But you don't have any of that. There's nothing between you and despair, and you don't seem a very desperate person.' 'Too stupid.' 'You're n...
We underestimate the power of science, and overestimate the power of personal observation. A peer-reviewed, journal-published, replicated report is worth far more than what you see with your own eyes. Our own eyes can deceive us. People can fool them...
Roy Walker: And she turned from the masked bandit and she said... Nurse Evelyn: [in the story, as Sister Evelyn] May I be frank with you? Blue Bandit: Of course. Nurse Evelyn: Although I've dedicated my life to God and His goodness, I secretly love t...
Geppetto: Oh, Pinocchio! How did you get down here? Pinocchio: I fell down. Geppetto: Oh, you did... Oh! You are talking! Pinocchio: Uh-huh. Geppetto: No! No. no, no! Pinocchio: Yes, and I can move too. Geppetto: No, no, you can't! I'm dreaming in my...
Coccotti: You know who I am, Mr. Worley? Clifford Worley: I give up. Who are you? Coccotti: I'm the Anti-Christ. You got me in a vendetta kind of mood. You tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face...
Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds? Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues? Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The ...
We pledge to fight 'blue-sky thinking wherever we find it. Life would be dull if we had to look up at cloudless monotony day after day.
A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.
Knights die in battle,” Catelyn reminded her. Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. “As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them.
A solicitor had looked up at the sky, swept blue by the wind, and had a sudden sense of religious consolation, a feeling that this life cannot possibly be all, and that it is not possible for consciousness to end with the end of life.
Everything around her was in a fog; the intense light that always shone in his aqua blue eyes was the only thing in focus, but it was suddenly unknown... different... almost embarrassing.
Accelerated Rehabilitation had a scientific sound, as if Pierre would rehabilitate faster and faster in an elliptical path until evaporating in a blue flash of pure mental health.
...and I shut off my anxious heart and my nervous head as dusk descended into another night, another meaningless merging, another attempt to find myself as I gave myself away.
I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace.
If you will let it, this Blue Willow platter can represent my promise to fill your life with my trust and love and a houseful of children. - Peter Andersen
The blue river is grey at morning and evening. There is twilight at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark wondering if this quiet in me now is a beginning or an end.
Anarchy is like custard cooking over a flame; it has to be constantly stirred or it sticks and gets heavy, like government.
The brown paper bag is the only thing civilized man has produced that does not seem out of place in nature.
They accepted my donation, so they're aware they'd better serve my interests or I'll buy some leadership that will.
When I started to climb, the sky seemed to be sunny and blue. But being up here on the oak tree it is cloudy and foggy.
