I spur my horse past the ruined city; the ruined city, that wakes the traveler's thoughts: ancient battlements, high and low; old grave mounds, great and small. Where the shadow of a single tumbleweed trembles and the voice of the great trees clings ...
I look at some of my early stuff - back when I was 12 or 13 years old - and I was already doing cross-hatching back then. I don't know where I picked that up. I think I was in a hurry, and I wanted to shade something really fast, and I tried cross-ha...
The thought manifests the word; The word manifests the deed; The deed develops into habit; And habit hardens into character; So watch the thought and its ways with care, And let them spring forth from love Born out of compassion for all beings. As th...
I am, a shadow that grows longer as the sun moves, drawn out on a thread of wonder. If I bear burdens they begin to be remembered as gifts, goods, a basket of bread that hurts my shoulders but closes me in fragrance. I can eat as I go. ("Stepping Wes...
The yellow moon dreamily tipping buttons of light down among the leaves. Marimba, marimba - from beyond the black street. Somebody dancing, somebody getting the hell outta here. Shadows of cats weave round the treetrunks, the exposed knotty roots. ("...
Peg Boggs: Avon calling. Helen: Weren't you just here? Peg Boggs: No, not since last season. Today I've come to show you our exquisite new line in softer colours in shadows, blushes and lipstick. Everything you need to accent and highlight your chang...
Uncle Charlie: How was church, Charlie? Did you count the house? Turn anybody away? Young Charlie: No. Room enough for everyone. Uncle Charlie: Well, I'm glad to hear that. The show's been running such a long time, I thought maybe attendance might be...
Young Charlie: He thought the world was a horrible place. He couldn't have been very happy, ever. He didn't trust people. Seemed to hate them. He hated the whole world. You know, he said people like us had no idea what the world was really like.
Uncle Charlie: I got in the habit of carrying a lot of cash with me when I was traveling. Mr. Green: Dangerous habit, Mr. Oakley. Uncle Charlie: Never lost a penny in my life, Mr. Green. I guess heaven takes care of fools and scoundrels.
[last lines] Dr. John Watson: [upon receiving the oxygen mask as an indication that Holmes may be alive] Mary? Who delivered this parcel? Mary Watson: [offscreen] The postman. Dr. John Watson: [as he leaves the room] The usual chap or... did he look ...
Dr. John Watson: I'm on my honeymoon! [Watson kicks Holmes on the bum] Dr. John Watson: Why did you lead them here! Why did you involve us? Sherlock Holmes: They're not here for me they are here for you! Fortunately... so am I.
I searched for my own heart and long after I had lost my way in the days trailing past with their foliage in the aloof sky blue with distance I thought I'd find my heart where I'd kept your eyes two brown butterflies and I saw the swallows swoop and ...
Once upon a time, son, they used to laugh with their hearts and laugh with their eyes; but now they only laugh with their teeth, while their ice-block-cold eyes search behind my shadow. There was a time indeed they used to shake hands with their hear...
I think that there always have been and always will be at least two Americas - the poor America, the second America, tends to be in the shadows. Sometimes it's an America of people in a ghetto of color, sometimes it's an economic ghetto, but definite...
Darkness enveloped us again, and for the first time in years, I welcomed it.
If you don't believe in yourself, who will?' ~Maybeck
Life had sure been simpler when I hadn't dated.
Rectory always sounded to me like a place you would find a proctologist.
Maybe if we all prayed for somebody else, somehow we'd all be forgiven.
I have not lived for millennia to be bested by a half-blood whore and her puppet prince." ~ Valenti
This was the stuff of novels with -- yeah -- men like him on the cover.
