Because it isn’t a loss; just a little piece of their haven had broken off. People can patch things; it still may hurt, but that’s life.
The pain of childhood walks beside me as a friend, it teaches me how to invite the stillness of compassion - Shavasti
I loved my mother too,' I said. 'I still do. That's the thing - it never goes away, even if the person does.
Two coconuts dropped beside him. Each went about its death throes with a slight bounce and languorous crawl then fell still.
As far as God goes, I _am_ a nonbeliever. Still am. But when it comes to a devil---well, that's something else.
Then turn your eyes back on me, and tell me that Cathy and I are still children to be treated with condescension, and are incapable of understanding adult subjects.
You can think a thing over many times and still have no idea how you'll answer the question, if ever it's asked.
. . . I still wouldn't be able to control myself around him, and I'm math geek enough to know that equation doesn't work out.
The best thing about flying first class....was that you could be as nutty as a fruitcake and were still treated like the Queen of Sheba.
Gloria was still talking, something about how shooting people was in a sense safer than making art, in terms of avoiding serious lapses in taste.
If you're still, and if you don't hope too much, peace will come to you. It's a grace. But you have to happiness.
You're like a half-tamed creature, still shy of the bridle. 'Except you enthrall me, never shall be free.' But freedom is an illusion, anyway.
In the darkness, he is invisible, but I can still feel him beside me. Sometimes you don't have to see something to know it is there.
...how many writers still dare compare a woman to Nature, like Campion? - there is a garden in her face - how lovely...
In the spring when the wind is in the new leaves the echo of her voice may still be heard by the fall that bear her name.
It seemed like forever ago, like we've had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
Thanks for not trying to see me when I looked like hell.” “To be fair, you still look pretty bad.
Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten, you'll still have your stars.
I wish I could fly like that hawk, rising and falling with the still spaces in the air, far above all this sickness and death and evil.
Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.
Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.
