Forgiveness flounders because I exclude the enemy from the community of humans even as I exclude myself from the community of sinners. But no one can be in the presence of the God of the crucified Messiah for long without overcoming this double exclu...
If there’s a single idea I emphasize when people ask about writing, it’s that there’s no right way to produce a book. But I do think that whatever you do, you should do regularly, whether it’s waking up at midnight and drinking vodka or wakin...
Mr. Incredible: [Everyone is trapped in Syndrome's containment unit] I'm sorry. I've been a lousy father, blind to what I have. So obsessed with being undervalued that I undervalued all of you. [while Bob is talking, Violet frees herself using her fo...
Cassie - She loved reading romances - contemporary stuff. She wasn't into fantasy. No fairytale princess and prince stories. No vampires. No werewolves. No immortal fae.
She didn't want to talk about his nonsensical fairy stuff. "That's because you can't take me there. You're not capable of it. Because it doesn't exist.
Where can one buy a lit of that *Right Stuff* bravado required to shrug off the fact that your airplane is now a convertible?
Fine, it’s decided.” Vain resumed his stride. “I’ll do all the killing, and you do all the stuff that an Avun-Riah does. Whatever the hell that is.
Sometimes,well,all the time,I can't think of what to say because I'm so dumb and stuff,and then maybe I think of it like five days later.
But I'm going to try to tell the truth. Except for the parts I'm leaving out, because there's still stuff I'm just not going to tell you. Get used to it.
Blood is thicker than water, I know, but it's unnatural stuff to drink so much of. (“The Wife Of Ted Wickham”)
any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.
Sex is still on the table. We just keep the yucky love stuff out of it." ... "Now where is this table you speak of to have sex on? You should take me there. Now.
I thought everything in the world was already discovered. Already in my books. A lot of dead stuff that put me to sleep. That was the day I understood the world is still living.
When I’m writing my own stuff, it’s like swimming upstream. Or … falling down a cliff and grabbing at branches, trying to invent the branches as I fall.
We’re stars, you know. Different, distant, young and old, but we’re all made of the same stuff. We all shine just as bright as the next.
The will to dream, the courage to act and the hope to win are the stuffs that make life meaningful! Create the life you wish to live and live it fully!
Previous journeys had taught me the danger of taking too much stuff.
You live your life without realizing these things until you take yourself away from the usual stuff, even for a brief moment…only then do you see your life in a different perspective.
At times, I have been convinced that books hold all the material of life--at least all the stuff that fits between an A and a Z.
What's the problem?" "You. All shirtless and stuff. My dragon won't let me fight you." Oh, God. It was so embarrassing even admitting it.
Bricks could be used to pad the pockets of crooked politicians. Why stuff their greedy pockets with cash, when we could load them up with bricks and find out how good of swimmers they are?
