They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic.
I thought of all the hardships and people that I had lost in the past few days alone, but, most of all, I thought of how I didn't regret any of it.
There's a great Lebanese restaurant a few blocks over. They have the best shawarma in the world." "What's shawarma?" "You know what a gyro is?" "No." "Same thing.
All beings want to be happy, yet so very few know how. It is out of ignorance that any of us cause suffering, for ourselves or for others
I have always been on speaking terms with God, especially now. God and I just had a few weeks of silence. 'Tis over now.
A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.
He had to accept the fate of every newcomer to a small town where there are plenty of tongues that gossip and few minds that think.
[He] had to submit to the fate of every newcomer in a small town, where many tongues talk but few heads think.
I was born when he kissed me, I died when he left me, I lived a few weeks while he loved me
Her heart fluttered. It had only been a few hours, but it felt like a lifetime since she saw him last. She seriously felt addicted to that boy.
I look out over my life and see a million question marks with only a few definitive exclamation points. I'm living for the next exclamation.
Too bad,Elizabeth. You're Stuck with me.Not for a few decades,not for centuries. You're tied to me forever. That boy and girl offspring you talked off? They'll come from me--or no one.
I do love that tune - but really, I must go home. I only meant to stay for a few minutes.
Cheap jewelry, however, is worse than no jewelry at all, and there are very few things in life than are worse than no jewelry at all.
The first few hours in the cell were quite stimulating. I'd never been in a prison cell before and was quite enjoying the experience.
People took what they wanted, they clutched at coincidences, the few there were, and made a life from them. . . . Choices are made in brief seconds and paid for in the time that remains.
I hope people of the future will remember my books for being burned, and I challenge an elite few to imagine the embers of the last copy.
After a few awkward moments, Lizzy joined them and they skipped along the avenue, the three of them, laughing and whooping and altogether making an undignified spectacle of themselves.
Gossip is just a tool to distract people who have nothing better to do from feeling jealous of those few of us still remaining with noble hearts.
When you get to know them, most professional fighters are big teddy bears. I say that having been beat up by a few stuffed animals.
Science, where would scientists be without it? They’d probably still be in my basement, where I left them a few minutes ago.
