I could have ended the war in a month. I could have made North Vietnam look like a mud puddle.
Nobody can imagine how nothing could turn into something. Nobody can get an inch nearer to it by explaining how something could turn into something else. It is really far more logical to start by saying ‘In the beginning God created heaven and eart...
I leaned against my door, struggling to catch my breath, and thought that maybe hell wasn't a place at all, but a thing. A contagious thing. A thing that could creep up the steps, seep through the crack under my door, grow horns and sprout fire - sme...
Life is such unutterable hell, solely because it is sometimes beautiful. If we could only be miserable all the time, if there could be no such things as love or beauty or faith or hope, if I could be absolutely certain that my love would never be ret...
My needs were covered by layer upon layer of denial. I was scrambling for reasons. But the truth was, even if he had had a successful career, I would have used it as an excuse to complain about neglect. He could never actually win. I was running a ve...
My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-born in the land of Egypt. I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing; they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never re...
We could choose to be a nation that extends care, compassion, and concern to those who are locked up and locked out or headed for prison before they are old enough to vote. We could seek for them the same opportunities we seek for our own children; w...
Sorcha took the elevator down to the basement of the fashion house. She glanced at her stunningly beautiful reflection in the mirror and smiled to herself. How fortunate she was to be a vampire - no gray hairs, no wrinkles, no broken nails, no weight...
All along — not only since she left, but for a decade before — I had been imagining her without listening, without knowing that she made as a poor a window as I did. And so I could not imagine her as a person who could feel fear, who could feel i...
Grief is a stern teacher, but I am confident I could not have learned some lessons in any other way. For that, I am grateful. Grateful to God for loving me enough to stretch me and push me and crush me, to refine me in the furnace of affliction, to f...
Young Noah: I'm not usually like this, I'm sorry. Young Allie: Oh yes you are. Young Noah: I could be fun, if you want. I could be pensive, uhh... smart, supersticious, brave? And I, uhh, I can be light on my feet. I could be whatever you want. You j...
Jason Bourne: [Getting ready to leave Marie's car in front of his apartment house] Thanks for the ride. Marie: Any time. Jason Bourne: [after a pause] Well, you can come up, and you can... or you could wait here. I - I can go check it out, but you co...
If a child washes his hands he could eat with kings.
He that feeds himself from waiting could die of hunger.
God could not be everywhere, that's why he made mothers.
A man yearns for his paradise but it could become his hell.
If men could foresee the future, they would still behave as they do now.
If it were God's will, you could shoot with a broom too.
A brick could be a breath freshener for a dragon. But so could a mint-flavored baby.
A brick could be used to dispel the very same lies that a blanket could be used to cover up.
What one state could not get alone, what one miner against a powerful corporation could not achieve, can be achieved by the union.
