In the South you are ashamed of being a virgin. Boys. Men. They lie about it. Because it means less to women, Father said. He said it was men invented virginity not women. Father said it's like death: only a state in which the others are left and I s...
I missed the sound of her shuffling her homework while I listened to music on her bed. I missed the cold of her feet against my legs when she climbed into bed. I missed the shape of her shadow where it fell across the page of my book. I missed the sm...
Their life is mysterious, it is like a forest; from far off it seems a unity, it can be comprehended, described, but closer it begins to separate, to break into light and shadow, the density blinds one. Within there is no form, only prodigious detail...
By focusing on the interior of a speaker's larynx and using infrared, he was able to convert the visible vibrations of the vocal cords into sound of fair quality, but that did not satisfy him. He worked for a while on vibrations picked up from panes ...
Louis was often struck by Gage's speech, not because it was cute, but because he thought that small children all sounded like immigrants learning a foreign language in some helter-skelter but fairly amiable way. He knew that babies make all the sound...
The second wolf dove straight into the free platter. Fibres of flesh ripped apart with the same terrible tearing sound of sacking stretched and broken. Red sprayed. Limbs flailed. The bloody gurgle of a scream tore from Logan’s throat as he struggl...
I was downstairs, reading." " Now?" I strained to see her face. She was smiling, it appeared. "Yes, now," she said. "It's nice, sometimes, to read in the middle of the night. The sky is so dark and soft-looking outside the window, all the stars out. ...
There was some women in a café the other week that I was sat in, and she came up and she sat down with her mate and she was talkin' loudly goin' on about "oh the baby's lovely." They said it's got, er, lovely big eyes, er, really big hands and feet....
i felt like i was wanting you more than ever.. I want to fall asleep with the pure sound of your heart beat, wrapped around your warm arms, feeling your skin against mine and wake up with the sound of your sweet voice and a beautiful smile on a satur...
Galloway: I'm sorry to bother you, I should have called first. Kaffee: No, no, I was just watching a ball game. Come on in. Galloway: I was wondering if... how'd you would feel about my taking you to dinner tonight. Kaffee: Are you asking me out on a...
Captain von Trapp: Now, when I want you, this is what you will hear. [blows whistle] Maria: Oh, no, sir. I'm sorry, sir. I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals, but not for children and definitely not for ...
Maria: I'd like to thank you all for the precious gift you left in my pocket today. Captain von Trapp: What gift? Maria: It's meant to be a secret between the children and me. Captain von Trapp: Then I suggest you keep it, and let us eat. Maria: Know...
Marta: Why doesn't father turn the motor on? Kurt: [agitated] Because he doesn't want anybody to hear us! Captain von Trapp: Shh! Louisa von Trapp: What will Frau Schmidt and Franz said when they discover we're gone? Captain von Trapp: They'll be abl...
Many secular observers and spiritual practitioners alike mistake mystical chanting as a kind of anthropological curiosity or interesting musical diversion from secular mainstream entertainment, sometimes labeling it 'world' or 'folk' music. But utter...
Educators are spiritual beings—we are on earth to make a difference.
Become the difference you want to make," and the heart of your mind will feel what the mind of your heart knows.
Everyone’s perception is different; we all see different things. I personally think you see what you want to see.
Boxing’s not that straightforward,” said Eldric. “You can practice and practice, but the real experience will always be different. Lots of things are like that, actually.
The political instinct might wear different clothes in different nations, but underneath the pomp and ceremony it's the same ugliness.
Time is what we have in this life, and how we use it determines what our life is.
My goal is to draw a line with some 'flavor' to it.
