In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth.
Considering that Timur had ignored every instrument of government except terror, it is remarkable his immediate successors managed to retain control of most of his empire.
Death does not concern me. He who takes his first step uses perhaps his last shoes. (Halmalo)
Gold conjures up a mist about a man, more destructive of all his old senses and lulling to his feelings than the fumes of charcoal.
Man only likes counting his grief, he doesn't count his happiness. But if he were to count properly, he'd see that there's enough of both lots for him.
Holy hell," Shawn whispered, his eyes glued to Ziang's front. Particularly to what Ziang have between his legs. "Dude, where's your dick?
He’d given up his mortality, his soul, for this moment, this second chance, and if she fell in love with him again, he needed to know it was real.
He supposed he knew, rationally, that she wasn't the prettiest woman in the world, but if his eyes saw any imperfections, his heart didn't care.
If you're going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet.
Then he looked at Florentino Ariza, his invincible power, his intrepid love, and he was overwhelmed by the belated suspicion that it is life, more than death, that has no limits.
The Bishop blessed him and helped him to his feet. "May God have mercy on you," he said. And erased him from his heart.
Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.
The scenic route was a paved graveyard of dreams, but Fillion hoped his would rise from the ashes, marking the moment when he would finally own his life.
His laugh and his voice were both pleasant. He talked the way New Yorkers used to talk before they learned to talk Flatbush.
The virtuous man takes the middle road between the two extremes, making a point of being respectful of his own ideas without changing his personality or style.
When you delight yourself in the Lord, His Word and His ways become the focus and foundation of your life.
God puts desires into your heart. His desires will actually become your desires, and your desires will be His.
I wondered how he'd learned to push the words away, to drown them, to not feel them pounding against his head and his heart, begging to be spoken.
His arms wrapped around my waist from behind and he kissed my neck again, closer to the wound this time. My pulse accelerated. I wanted him to bite me; I wanted to be his.
He'd sacrifice even his sanity for her. If it came down to it, he'd let her break his heart. Because he loved her.
Flanked by his personal guardsmen, Emperor Gevalen walked toward me, never letting go of me with his eyes. It was thrilling and terrifying all at once.
