It's one of those dumb days where nothing's really wrong but nothing's really right either and the sky can't even choose to be white or gray.
...a good man cannot be harmed either in life or in death, and that his affairs are not neglected by the gods.
Don't be such a party-pooper, missy --when you're well and truly screwed, either you just sit pissing yourself or you invent some reason to hope.
Sex either blows your fucking mind, or it’s not good enough.
But often life asks much of you, and you either honor life by answering with all your heart, or you cower your way into your grave.
Either way, Grayson found it ironic how such dissimilar circumstances, colleges, and mental hospitals, had led to the same awful apartment.
Seattle? With Caine? In a hotel? I’d either kill him or screw him again. “Fuck.” “Alexa, the speakerphone is on,” Caine’s amused voice sounded from my desk. Oh, balls.
An artist must either give up art or develop.
She’s a lunatic,” says Conrad. “Absolutely insane,” says Guntram. “Either completely fearless or utterly stupid,” says Conrad. “She’s going to fit right in,” says Guntram.
Opinions can never cease to exist and empower judgments. Thinking of other's doesn't stop or change you either.
I don't like flowers, chocolate, cakes or diamonds either, I am definitely not a hard one to impress.
Shit happens. You can either stand their and complain about the smell or you can wipe your shoe and keep walking.
I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer
That’s the thing about love It can take you up to the mountaintop and can drop you And the impact will either kill you or make you a new person
You couldn't teach kindness, she thought. It was something you were born with. People either had it or they didn't.
Caring about someone isn't complicated. It isn't easy. But it isn't complicated, either. Kinda like lifting the engine block out of a car.
When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two things: either there will be ground to stand on, or you will be given wings to fly.
No, this isn't right. I don't think the people doing it know or care about right and wrong. This is all some kind of show, but I don't understand it either.
If a person is intelligent, then of course he is either an agnostic or an atheist. Just as he is a physical coward. They are automatic definitions of high intelligence.
As long as a self is driven by an id to a Thou, it is not a matter of love, either. In love the self is not driven by the id, but rather the self chooses the Thou.
Life gives us choices. You either grab on with both hands and just go for it, or you sit on the sidelines.
