I clearly saw the skeleton underneath all this show of personality what is left of a man and all his pride but bones?
The virtue of maps, they show what can be done with limited space, they foresee that everything can happen therein.
Books have their idiosyncrasies as well as people, and will not show me their full beauties unless the place and time in which they are read suits them.
Politics is all about showing you have integrity—and hiding the fact that you really don’t have any.
But some secrets are so strange and so dangerous that showing them to people makes the strangeness and the danger pour into their lives like a dark, dark ink.
Tomorrow night I’m giving a lecture on silence and invisibility. Don’t be surprised if I don’t show up.
I'm not just one flavor. You're not either. So it all comes down to which 'you' you want to show the world.
It's all me. I'm not just one flavor. You're not, either. So it all comes down to which 'you' you want to show the world.
We were soldiers, but even before we were showed how to kill our enemies, they taught us how to kill ourselves.
Dickens writes that one of his characters, "listened to everything without seeming to, which showed he understood his business.
Our wretched species is so made that those who walk on the well-trodden path always throw stones at those who are showing a new road.
If you love a person, you should show it in adundance, not reserve it for special occasions like fine china.
First you're going to get your sweet little ass down from there and bend over the counter while I show you who the fuck is boss around here.
So dim below these symbols show, Bony and abstract every one. Yet if true verse but lift the curse, They feel in dreams their native Sun.
What was after the universe? Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began?
Almost ninety nine percent of relationships break because at least one of the two shows dishonesty – in whatever form or degree – towards it.
I want to write an unreliable narrator. In fact, he’ll be so unreliable that I’m not even sure he’ll show up to narrate.
If she had learnt any lesson today it was that men were stupid, helpless creatures made needlessly cruel by their terror of showing their feelings.
Did you know studies show that eighty percent of women have faked orgasm? And fifty percent admit to doing it on a regular basis?
Showing a lack of self-control is in the same vein granting authority to others: 'Perhaps I need someone else to control me.
What chilling blows we suffer-thanks to our conflicting wills-whenever we show these mortal men some kindness.
