I thought three minutes and twelve seconds would undo me. Now I’m trapped. I cannot survive in this elevator. Not with him, Not for much longer Another second.
People get stupid when they're in love; people want what they can't have; and the years between ages twelve and eighteen always, always suck.
This is a woman you've known less than twelve hours. It took you a year to pick out a couch, but you're seriously—" “Yes,” Roger said. “She's the one.
They're a different generation, those kids; kids that are under the age of twelve. They're not that impressed by rock music, you know what I mean? They're like, it's cool and everything, but whatever. They're just as impressed by YouTube.
In spite of being professionally gregarious, in my nonpaid hours I'm a bit of a hermit. After being around a crew of fifty people for twelve hours a day on a film set, I really like my alone time, and as always, I abhor small talk.
There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.
It was ridiculous to think that twelve people could “turn off’ all their biases and prejudices and make a logical decision based on the evidence they were allowed to hear in the trial.
There is a big difference between having your heart broken and being the one responsible for a broken heart. I was twelve years old and had already experienced both.
The gentleman had been an uncommonly affable fellow, but every time he counted to twenty (and he seemed to do so with strange frequency), he skipped the number twelve.
Chronologically she is twelve, but emotionally she is older, and intellectually older still.
For some reason, I kept seeing it—it trembled and silkily glowed on my damp retina—a radiant child of twelve, sitting on a threshold, "pinging" pebbles at an empty can.
She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last summer, she'd fallen for him hard.
You get to be about eleven or twelve and everything's old hat. They've drummed the miraculous out of you, but you don't want it to be like that. You want the miraculous. You want everything to still be new.
She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all.
She'd met Colin on a Monday. She'd kissed him on a Friday. Twelve years later. She sighed. It seemed fairly pathetic.
It's very hard to keep personal prejudice out of a thing like this. And no matter where you run into it, prejudice obscures the truth.
I ask no paradise on high, With cares on earth oppressed, The only heaven for which I sigh, Is rest, eternal rest.
Okay, take a deep breath, I told myself. Don't go all hormonal. Get the facts straight. Have a mental doughnut.
But Piglet is so small that he slips into a pocket, where it is very comfortable to feel him when you are not quite sure whether twice seven is twelve or twenty-two.
If it is not tempered by compassion, and empathy, reason can lead men and women into a moral void. (95)
[T]he family is a school of compassion because it is here that we learn to live with other people. (68)
