And I know, when things look the worst is when something new and wonderful is about to happen, if we can just hold on.
Even now, he is every blue blazer getting into cab, every runner along the river,every motorcycle coming and going.
So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.
I wondered if full-blooded vampires had something like blue balls for their fangs if they didn’t get to feed when they were expecting to. Like some kind of pseudo-sexual gingivitis.
Your like Martha Stewart on crack,” my neighbor shouted as I stuck another cardinal in with the daisies.
He ran from one side of the cage, and then back again, which was not very far. It was far only if you were a puppy.
It would seem that the more irresponsible and crafty one is, the more likely one is to have a talent for storytelling.
A wise man once said that any human being is capable of infinite achievement, so long as it’s not the work they’re supposed to be doing.
It never ceases to amaze me how adaptable social geometry can be. Within a couple of days I went from being the centre of the circle to an indefinite point outside its circumference.
Let's put it like this; men like Berkley, like me, we don't get a no for an answer, a girl who says no is like a... like a unicorn, and we all want to **** the unicorn!
If I could cook I wouldn’t have to study my ass off at school and I would have tried to find a man to support me as his lovely wife.
I invent a reason for the Hertz attendant to start the rental car. I am seventy-five years old: this is not the reason I give.
Alcohol has its own well-know defects as a medication for depression but no one has ever suggested - ask any doctor - that it is not the most effective anti-anxiety agent yet known.
I put the word "diagnosis" in quotes because I have not yet seen that case in which a "diagnosis" led to a "cure," or in fact to any outcome other than a confirmed, and therefore an enforced, debility.
...and they buried him there, just off the trail, in a glade ten miles from the majestic Salween, a long way from home, but what dead man is not?
If you are waiting for anything in order to live and love without holding back, then you suffer.
The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. . .
Ocean waves gently rock the boat, As if to the tune of a lullaby. She sits still as the boat silently floats Under the infinite blue sky.
it'll be this kind of deep blue”she said. “The kind of color that somehow sucks your eyes and your ears and all your words —the color of a completely closed-in night
Rather than words comes the thought of high windows: The sun-comprehending glass, And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
She could have lived every minute she'd had with him better. She should have always spoken the best words she could to him.