Out in the stone-pile the toad squatted with its glowing jewel-eyes and, maybe, its memories. I don't know if you'll admit a toad could have memories. But I don't know, either, if you'll admit there was once witchcraft in America. Witchcraft doesn't ...
The people in the hospital had been struck by her calm and the number of questions she had asked. They hadn't appreciated her inability to understand something quite obvious – that Tolya was no longer among the living. Her love was so strong that T...
The priest gazed around my cell and answered in a voice that sounded very weary to me. 'Every stone here sweats with suffering, I know that. I have never looked at them without a feeling of anguish. But deep in my heart I know that the most wretched ...
I mean, that's at least in part why I ingested chemical waste - it was a kind of desire to abbreviate myself. To present the CliffNotes of the emotional me, as opposed to the twelve-column read. I used to refer to my drug use as putting the monster i...
Take the matter as you find it ask no questions, utter no remonstrances; it is your best wisdom. You expected bread and you have got a stone: break your teeth on it, and don't shriek because the nerves are martyrised; do not doubt that your mental st...
Yet even so, Jon Snow was not sorry he had come. There were wonders here as well. He had seen sunlight flashing on icy thin waterfalls as they plunged over the lips of sheer stone cliffs, and a mountain meadow full of autumn wildflowers, blue coldsna...
Jack Crabb: Do you hate them? Do you hate the White man now? Old Lodge Skins: Do you see this fine thing? Do you admire the humanity of it? Because the human beings, my son, they believe everything is alive. Not only man and animals. But also water, ...
[Avi, Tony, and Rosebud watch Boris on the video monitor] Bullet Tooth Tony: This guy's a handful. Rosebud: I hate Russians. I'll take care of him. Bullet Tooth Tony: He's all yours, Rosebud me old son. Rosebud: Not a problem. [Cut to a few minutes l...
Bithiah: Moses, do not enter! There is only sorrow here. Moses: Are you comforting it, my mother? I followed you here to find this woman Yochabe... [to Yochabel] Moses: You were the woman who was caught between the stones. Yochabel: Until you came. B...
Damn, you're good,' he said and rolled onto his back. The man wasn't much for flowery speech, Alesandra thought with a smile. It didn't matter. She was arrogantly proud of herself because she'd pleased him. Perhaps she should give him a little praise...
But this dagger – this was her first. Her favorite. The same one that had sliced off the boy’s toe on the beach and sent it rolling through the sand.
Henry's breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.
Did you wake him?" "If I say yes, will you spank me?" Syn rolled his eyes. "You're horrible, Mari.
Well, you didn’t think I’d just roll over, did you?” “Actually I was hoping for an on-all-fours sort of thing.
History's greatest composers world be rolling in their graves if they knew that their beautiful compositions were reduced to distorted hold music.
I rolled my eyes. To Jack I said, "Don't mind him, he's just mad no one likes him." Jonas clenched his jaw.
no wonder you left." Yeah," i say, rolling my eyes. " It was just because of the food.
...and still the hands did their trick, like over-eager dogs that want to do their rolling—over trick for you not once or twice but all night.
I feel like we've already seen the burger truck, we've seen the lobster-roll truck. There's even healthy-food trucks now. But a big-thick-pizza truck? Come on, man. That'd be amazing.
Pity. What a useless emotion when you don't act on it. Pity is supposed to trigger compassion.
Let’s get you one, Anna.” “A lover?” Edith rolled her eyes. “No. A fucking houseplant. Yes, a lover.” Edith smirked. “It’ll cheer you up!
