Some believe what separates men from animals is our ability to reason. Others say it’s language or romantic love, or opposable thumbs. Living here in this lost world, I’ve come to believe it is more than our biology. What truly makes us human is ...
I did, of course, on both counts, and started going out with the boy I lost my virginity to - all of it. He lost his to me too, except that neither of us felt we had lost anything - just discovered the meaning of life and love and everything else unn...
I love you,” he whispered as he thrust again. And again. Each movement controlled. Each small movement devastating in its effect. “I love you.” She lost all concept of time. She lost her place and surroundings. She couldn’t remember who he wa...
When (The World According To) Garp was published, people who’d lost children wrote to me. ‘’I lost one, too,’’ they told me. I confessed to them that I hadn’t lost any children. I’m just a father with a good imagination. In my imaginati...
--perhaps a soul is what you have spent your life making, not a piece of metaphysical equipment shipped ready-made from the factory, another myth like original sin, which you were outfitted with at birth and could somehow lose, like men high and low ...
Through knowing death we can hold a beacon of love for every moment that has just passed, for every friend who has lost a friend, for every child who has lost a parent, for every parent who has lost a child; for any suffering anywhere.
People come and go in our lifetime, but we hold onto the ones worth keeping, the ones who have touched our lives in such a way that changes everything we thought we knew or felt; life itself changes.” -Nina Jean Slack, Once Lost, Forever Found (Vol...
While we are living, our lives are like that of an open book, still being written. Eventually, our book closes for us, and to others, it will be as if we never existed at all. Those of us who write down our life story, will leave a little piece of us...
It's by following his friends that a crab lost its hiding place.
All the treasures of earth cannot bring back one lost moment.
All the treasures of the earth can't bring back one lost moment.
The tall one wouldn't bend; the short one wouldn't stretch and the kiss was lost.
Hearts, like thieves, never give back lost things.
He who lost his faith, has nothing more to lose.
Get over here. Sheldon's had an idea." "Who's Sheldon?", said Isabelle.
She realized that this scarred, sarcastic boy, was gentle with the things he loved.
Something snapped inside Maryse. “He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He’s my son.
I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider.
Men are not angels,” Akhmar affirmed. “And so men have the chance to be noble, in a way that angels cannot.
First I lost my heart. Then I lost my mind.
She felt happy these days, yet there was always an undercurrent of sadness just below the surface
