I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and ”the world is an ugly place and not everyone wants you well”. But I was not afraid and I wished for...
Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you...
Writers write because they're writers. Because their imaginations boil up inside of them, waiting to overflow into the written word. Ordinary people have little capacity for unyielding imagination, whereas the natural-born writer can do little but yi...
Hope is not blind optimism. It's not ignoring the enormity of the task ahead or the roadblocks that stand in our path. It's not sitting on the sidelines or shirking from a fight. Hope is that thing inside us that insists, despite all evidence to the ...
The great majority of us are required to live a constant, systematic duplicity. Your health is bound to be affected by it if, day after day, you say the opposite of what you feel, you grovel before what you dislike and rejoice at what bring brings yo...
This principle is taught in Scripture: "We love because he first loved us" (1 John 4:19). In other words, we learn to be loving because we are loved. Grace must come from the outside for us to be able to develop it inside. The opposite side of this t...
You people who have survived childhood don't remeber any longer what it was like. You think children are whole, uncomplicated creatures, and if you split them in two with a handy axe there would be all one substance inside, hard candy. But it isn't h...
I thought of all the magazine article I'd read on mothers who worked and constantly felt guilty about leaving their children with someone else. I had trained myself to read pieces like that and silently say to myself, 'See how lucky you are?' But it ...
/.../he was asked to march to the front hall and retrieve his backpack. He did so with the energy of a convicted killer on his way to the execution chamber. Harold's backpack was an encyclopedia of boyhood interests and suggested that Harold was well...
The institutions of human society treat us as parts of a machine. They assign us ranks and place considerable pressure upon us to fulfill defined roles. We need something to help us restore our lost and distorted humanity. Each of us has feelings tha...
And often the worst thing wasn't the victims--they were dead, after all, and beyond any more pain. The worst thing was those who loved them and survived them. Often the walking dead from now on, shell-shocked, hearts ruptured, stumbling through the r...
...Listen to your own thoughts and feelings very carefully, be aware of your observations, and learn to value them. When you're a teenager—and even when you're older—lots of people will try to tell you what to think and feel. Try to stand still i...
Sexy Stud: So, where're we doin' this thing? Randal Graves: Oh, right inside the restaurant. Sexy Stud: You're kidding. Randal Graves: Not spacious enough? Sexy Stud: No, it's plenty spacious, just kinda weird, isn't it? Randal Graves: Kinda weird? Y...
[on the Tiger Moth, Louie is escorting Pazu to the Tiger Moth's engine room] Louis: Work, work, work. Busy, busy, busy, busy. Left, right, left, right. You're not here to have fun. [inside the engine room; we see the gears turning] Louis: As you can ...
Lord Victor Quartermaine: Vicar! Vicar! Oh, where the devil is he? Reverend Clement Hedges: Do you want to confess? Lord Victor Quartermaine: I want to talk to you about... The beast. [lightning strikes] Reverend Clement Hedges: Everything you need t...
Lista: [in Ukrainian] [recounting the Nazis' torture of the Trachimbroders] Lista: First there was Yosef. He was a shoemaker. They held a gun to his daughter's head and commanded him to spit. He spit. They all spit, and tore, and kicked, and whatever...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, we're gonna send you a bunch of cops, make sure they turn that place inside out. Newman: You got it Sam. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: And don't let them give you any shit about your pony tail. Newman: I won't. D...
Nigel: [quietly] Okay, don't make any sudden moves. Hop inside my mouth... if you want to live. Marlin: Hop in your mouth, huh? And how does that make me live? Seagull: Mine? Nigel: Because - I can take you to your son. Marlin: Yeah, right. Nigel: No...
Gill: You see that filter? Nemo: Yeah. Gill: You're the only one small enough to get in and out of that thing. All you have to do swim inside, jam a pebble in the fan, and swim out. Once you do that, this tank is going to get filthier and filthier, a...
Wray: Did you find what was in the pocket? Cherry: Fuck no. Wray: Look for it. Cherry: [searches through one pocket] Wray: No, the other one. Cherry: [searches through the other pocket and takes out a box with a ring inside it] Wray: I was gonna give...
Professor Moody: [points to a mirror in his office] That's my Foe-Glass. Lets me keep an eye on my enemies. When I see the whites of their eyes, it means they're right behind me. [a trunk in the office rocks violently, and a low moan comes from insid...
