Ugly. A term she had used to describe Sal the first time she saw him. It was hard to see him that way still though, now that she knew his heart.
Ultimately though, we are not responsible for another's happiness. The unhappy person almost always suffers from self-inflicted pain.
What God says is best, is best, though all the men in the world are against it.
Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.
She didn't tell him white folks couldn't love the same as coloreds. She couldn't love the same neither though, cuz more than half of her was white.
To my astonishment I saw him standing at a table with Kitty Jones. It was the Kitty Jones bit that was astonishing. Not the table. Though it was very nicely polished.
It felt as though they were the only people in the world, two young women about to bury the symbol of their helplessness, as if that's all it would take to make them whole again.
Art is a spiritual practice. If it weren't for art, I'd have given up on God a long time ago. This cathedral though....is very convincing.
It is as though they simply cannot contemplate the notion of a short, slight man who dresses and moves like a popular (mis)conception of a homosexual being attractive to millions of women.
On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.
Your party kicked so much ass!Even though you suck so much! It's like, instead of blood, your heart pumps liquid suck! But thanks for the beer!
Being brave meant that though you might be frightened, you would face the greatest danger if you knew it was the right thing to do.
Because even though fear, hatred, and violence conspire to unmake the world, preemptive love unmakes violence.
It is a very remarkable and significant fact that though no man is quite well or healthy yet every one believes practically that health is the rule & disease the exception.
Though you forget the way to the Temple, There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not. You shall not deny the Stranger.
The word “Word” is too long to be short, like a 4” tall non-midget. My favorite word is love, and though it’s not long, it’s by far the tallest word.
The world is my canvas, and my ponytail is my paintbrush. Helen Keller probably had a ponytail too, though my art has more vision. Barely.
I dreamt it in my dream. You tried to steal my dream—the whole thing. But even though it was a dream, it was still too heavy for you to lift.
I want to design sleeveless jackets for armless men. I'm still trying to work out how they would zip it up though.
I am the Buckminster Fuller of Love, though I’m not as full as you’d omniimagine. I do not belong to you, because I do not belong to I. No, I belong to us.
We have no secrets from each other, though sometimes I wish some things were more hidden. What’s more transparent than invisible?
