Danny strolled to the town common, sat on one of the benches in Teenytown and took one of the bottles out of the bag, looking down on it like Hamlet with Yorick's skull
What do you want to be then ?" He crooks a finger under my chin,aiming those mysterious slate blue eyes into mine."Unforgettable.
...We'll exchange rings, we'll throw rice. We'll put down roots.' We don't have roots. We're network people. We have aerials.
Drunks they may be, but a drunken man knows not fear. Fools, aye, but a fool can kill a king. Rats, that too, but a thousand rats can bring down a bear.
The Holy Spirit builds on the smooth ground of humility. That's why God will tear you down in order to build you back up.
You should feel so driven to help the world that it would weigh you down if a single person received anything but the best.
When it comes down to it, though, the real decision is inevitable: If one of us has to be destroyed, let's make damn sure we're the ones alive at the end.
Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.
He lifted a hand to her face, running a fingertip across her cheekbone and down to her mouth. It lingered for a moment before he dropped his hand to his side. "I'll be here.
All reality about me now appeared to be in tatters, taken down and reduced to the civil war of its particles. I held on very, very tight indeed.
I didn't want to remember...yet in remembering, it dawned on me - finally - just how far down God had reached to free me.
I often wonder if God recognizes His own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down?
It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress.
She kept forcing herself to remember the entire conversation, playing it back and playing it back, all the way through, forcing a finger down her memory's throat.
When I’m writing my own stuff, it’s like swimming upstream. Or … falling down a cliff and grabbing at branches, trying to invent the branches as I fall.
...avacados, prickly pears and papayas used to be gulped down whole, seeds and all, by fridge-sized armadillos called glyptodonts.
Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose garden. My words echo thus, in your mind
Reading always calmed me down: filling my head with other - made up - people's problems and conflicts made my own seem less terrible, less real.
...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...
For it is love, that even after knocking you down on your knees, holds up your chin and makes you rise again, to become yet another better version of yourself.
Have you ever chopped down something with an ax? Not fun. I now have serious doubts regarding George Washington and his cherry tree.
