If a woman sees a stick for beating her rival, she will throw it away in the woods.
When the man is away, the monkey eats his corn and goes into his hut.
The black land slid by and he was going into the country among the hills. For the first time in a dozen years the stars were coming out above him, in great processions of wheeling fire. He saw a great juggernaut of stars form in the sky and threaten ...
In every way that counted, I was dead. Inside somewhere maybe I was screaming and weeping and howling like an animal, but that was another person deep inside, another person who had no access to the lips and face and mouth and head, so on the surface...
It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, becau...
Sometimes the one who is running from the Life/Death/Life nature insists on thinking of love as a boon only. Yet love in its fullest form is a series of deaths and rebirths. We let go of one phase, one aspect of love, and enter another. Passion dies ...
She read all sorts of things: travels, and sermons, and old magazines. Nothing was so dull that she couldn't get through with it. Anything really interesting absorbed her so that she never knew what was going on about her. The little girls to whose h...
I know that life is busy and hard and that there's crushing pressure to just settle down and get a real job and khaki pants and a haircut. But don't. Please don't. Please keep believing that life can be better, brighter, broader because of the art th...
No writing is effortless. I’m not saying you can’t have a good day where the words just kind of flow, but even those words have to be edited. Probably more than once. And I’m not saying a character hasn’t somehow gone in a different direction...
Judge Doom: [picks up the record from the record player - reads] "Merry-Go-Round Broke Down". What a looney selection for a group of drunken reprobates. [all the drinkers turn away and cough - Doom sniffs the record] Judge Doom: HE'S HERE! [throws re...
Peri went to the window, gesturing out at the dragons, perched and flying, everywhere. "Safe, true, but how boring! How confining! How sad! How could that compare with this? And what is safe? You were not safe on your little farm. War came to you and...
He was a precocious and delicate little boy, quivering with the malaise of being unloved. When we played, his child's heart would come into its own, and the troubled world where his vague hungers went unfed and mothers and fathers were dim and far aw...
[Annie has just read Paul's latest novel] Annie Wilkes: YOU! YOU DIRTY BIRD, HOW COULD YOU! Paul Sheldon: What? Annie Wilkes: She can't be dead, MISERY CHASTAIN CANNOT BE DEAD! Paul Sheldon: Annie, in 1871, women often died during childbirth. But her...
Don't throw away your old shoes until you have a new pair.
If you throw money away with your hands, you will seek it later with your feet.
If you throw money away with your hands, you'll look for it later with your feet.
If you try to cleanse others -- just like soap, you will waste away in the process!
A spoken word is like a sparrow that once has flown away, cannot be caught again.
He that fights and runs away, may live to fight another day.
The cuckoo comes in April, and stays the month of May; sings a song at midsummer, and then goes away.
Only take away the wife of a strong man when he is out.
