Live well, Ichigo. Live well, age well, go bald well, and die after me. And... if you can, die smiling. (Isshin Kurosaki)
When a needle falls into a deep well, many people will look into the well, but few will be ready to go down after it.
Thinking well to be wise: planning well, wiser: doing well wisest and best of all.
Alex snorted as he packed the wound with sticky rice. "Is that stuff sterile?" Ted asked, staring at Alex. "They boil it, don't they?" Alex said, not looking up from what he was doing. Ted's frown deepened. "That doesn't seem like enough." "Trust me....
When Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red ca...
I think being a teenager is such a compelling time period in your life--it gives you some of your worst scars and some of your most exhilarating moments. It's a fascinating place; old enough to feel truly adult, old enough to make decisions that affe...
We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mia's legs are off the ground, wrapped around my waist, her hands dipping in my hair, my hands tangled in hers. And our lips. There isn't enough ...
In a spornographic age it’s no longer enough for the male body to be presented to us by consumerism as merely attractive, or desiring to be desired, as it was in the early days of nakedly narcissistic male metrosexuality. This masculine coquettish-...
... because one day, maybe one day, if I learned how to write clear enough, sing loud enough, be strong enough, I could explain myself in a way that made sense and then maybe one day, one day, someone out there would hear and recognise her or himself...
He thought, in your most secret dreams you cut a niche for yourself, and it is finished early, and then you wait for someone to come along to fill it—but to fill it exactly, every cut, curve, hollow and plane of it. And people do come along, and on...
Percy Wetmore: What's up his ass? Paul Edgecomb: You, always, you Percy. Percy Wetmore: What I got a hate in you boy, that the way it is around here? Paul Edgecomb: Why don't you just move on and take that job down in Briar Ridge? Oh yeah, I know all...
Sam Spade: If you kill me, how are you going get the bird? And if I know you can't afford to kill me, how are you going to scare me into giving it to you? Kasper Gutman: Well, sir, there are other means of persuasion besides killing and threatening t...
In all these sights I achieve solace only in bringing forth trees, picturing them blooming like smoke from the roofs of gutted buildings, dreaming of what a fine and picturesque pile of rubble this city will someday make.
The schoolroom clock was worn raw by stares; and you couldn't look up at the big Puritanical face of it and not feel the countless years of young eyes reflected in it, urging it onwards. It was a dark, old spirit that didn't so much mark time as bequ...
Simon: [talking to police on speaker phone] Well, is the ebony Samaritan there, now? Zeus: You got a problem with ebony? Simon: No, no. My only problem is that I went to some trouble preparing that game for McClane. You interfered with a well-laid pl...
I still have enough faith in language to believe that if I place enough words next to each other on the page, they will start to speak with sounds of their own.
I had been able to break the curse myself. I'd had to have reason enough, love enough to do it, to find the will and the strength.
His plan in your life means his work in your hands, and you can be sure it is work he has chosen and gifted you to do.
It was easy enough to kill yourself in a fit of despair. It was easy enough to play the martyr. It was harder to do nothing. To endure your life. To wait.
Better is not good enough, and it's a shame that anyone would be willing to settle for so little.
She craved a family, not having had enough of one to understand what a pain in the ass it was.
