The whole of language is a continuous process of metaphor, and the history of semantics is an aspect of the history of culture; language is at the same time a living thing and a museum of fossils of life and civilisations.
Even if 1000 people test something and come up with the same conclusion, I can be the 1001st person to bring out a different result
It is not always the same thing to be a good man and a good citizen.
Every day in life we’re told who this is and who that is. But when we sit we’re all the same when we remove our hat.
Biking up the same mile-and-a-half long asphalt hill is so much harder when I know that at the end of the journey I’ll either be an outlaw, or I’ll be dead.
This put me very close to Jay and it was as uncomfortable as it was mystifying. It was uncomfortable because I still wasn’t sure I liked him all that much. It was mystifying because his intense stares were unlike anything I’d ever experienced; th...
I ate a rainbow in a bowl, because it’s better than eating rain soup. Food and water aren’t supposed to be one and the same.
She wanted to burn the whole place to ashes but, at the same time, it would be kind of nice to see it again. Home.
Could it possibly be that he yearned for some of the same things she yearned for? Love. Someone to call your own. Someone to share the joys and the sorrows of life.
At the same time, we held back. Because she was different. Different. We had no one to compare her to, no one to measure her against.
Ben wore the same goofy smile as in the photo. Take that, new guy! I can make him happy too!
The faculty of vision can vary from person to person. On the other hand, we can rely on what our reason tells us because that is the same for everyone
You can't believe that AIDS is a curse from God against Gays without accepting that Lyme Disease is a curse from the same God against Deer Hunters...
Christ is sufficient. We do not need "support groups" for each and every separate tribulation. The most widely divergent sorrows may all be taken to the foot of the same old rugged cross and find there cleansing, peace, and joy.
He's got to have the ability, and it seems to be fairly rare, to see things as they are and at the same time as they might have been. What we mean is the eye of an artist.
We're both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we're the same: both Thieves of Always.
He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same.
Mary, it must be remembered, was very nearly of the same age as Frank; but, as I and others have so often said before, 'Women grow on the sunny side of the wall.
A godly mother loves God with all her heart, soul, mind, and strength, and teaches her children to do the same.
In the 40,000 year time scale we're all the same people. We're all equally primitive, give or take two or three thousand years here or a hundred years there.
Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, a kiss too long And there follows a mist and a weeping rain And life is never the same again
