Imagine the same scene in HAMLET if Pullman had written it. Hamlet, using a mystic pearl, places the poison in the cup to kill Claudius. We are all told Claudius will die by drinking the cup. Then Claudius dies choking on a chicken bone at lunch. The...
I am thinking about the way that life can be so slippery; the way that a twelve-year-old girl looking into the mirror to count freckles reaches out toward herself and that reflection has turned into that of a woman on her wedding day, righting her ve...
It could be yesterday when I was less in love I think For I didn’t see you in the mirror behind me while getting dressed. The way your hands couldn’t stay away and our bodies always found their ways back to each other as if they were meant to be ...
George Weasley: [while sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating Christmas dinner] How do you like yours, Ron? [Ron, however, keep glancing over at Harry, who is sitting far away from everyone else, staring into the fire, remembering the image of his p...
Arthur Bannister: [on the movie screen, "The Lady from Shanghai" is playing] I'm aiming at you, lover. Mrs. Dalton: I'm aiming at you, lover. Arthur Bannister: Of course, killing you is killing myself. Mrs. Dalton: Of course, killing you is killing m...
Strike said "Huh" again, thinking about betrayal, about how everything and everybody were just so much smoke.
don’t tell me not to drink. not to smoke. not to grieve. if i speak of these things it’s because i have to— but i am not speaking to you.
If I have to face the end of human existence, I want to look totally smoking when it happens. Now shut the hell up.
...you can be talented as a wolf is breathtakingly fierce...silver and gray, like smoke in the trees - but what do you do with terrible beauty?...
Oh, yeah?" Leo growled. "Well, maybe you got the smoke, buddy, but I've got the fire.
A blanket could be used to fill the night sky with smoke, if you use it to suffocate the fire. And if you mess it up, I’ll use my hands to suffocate you.
Well, one shouldn't smoke when he's drunk and one mustn't fall in love with a girl who isn't the right religion.
Smoking had become my favorite thing in the world to do. It was like having instant comfort, no matter where or when.
I guess," says Deagle, finally, "I'll just have a pack of Marlboro Lights. That's what I used to smoke when I was human.
Dasher was able-bodied; that was part of the problem. His body was able to make hers do crazy things under his scrutiny, touch, scent.
Better to leave with good memories than have the last ones be the embarrassing, smoking ruin of what once had been a fantastic friendship.
Mason took in enough cannabis smoke to allow a Lipan Apache manipulating a blanket over it to transmit the complete works of Tennyson.
I'll be with my sister. And believe it or not, she has a phone and everything. She stopped using smoke signals last year." - Nana
Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension, declining the war's insistence everyone move on.
You'll be surprised how infinitely merciful they [these tablets] are. The prescription number is 96814. I think of it as the telephone number of God!
Say what you want about fairies, but you haven't rocked out until you've heard Smoke on the Water played on a harpsichord. ~Harlow
