He stared at me in complete puzzlement, “And while I’m committing incest for you is there anything else you’d like? Maybe a side-order of bestiality?
What if the saboteurs come while he’s standing there pissing on our truck?” “Then he’s in trouble.” Conversation between two Gestapo Officers The Informer by Steen Langstrup
If while alive you hurt or disappoint people you love, there's no use continuing such behavior when you're dead.
We are often taught to look for the beauty in all things, so in finding it, the layman asks the philosopher while the philosopher asks the photographer.
It's okay to be honest about not knowing rather than spreading falsehood. While it is often said that honesty is the best policy, silence is the second best policy.
Obsoletes and absolutes are the stock in trade of religions that place their faith in an 'unchanging' god while faced with the reality of an ever-changing world.
You are the author of your lives book. While there may be fixed chapters ahead, you choose how to fill the pages within each one.
It's like somebody stuffed him in a barrel full of moonshine-proof cluelessness and then left him there to get pickled in it while it fermented into malice.
The only thing mothers have in common with each other is the fact that they slept with a man while they were ovulating without the appropriate protection
I want to talk to you," she said, "for hours and days and forever, but we can't right now. Not here, and not while we're still in danger.
This is how we bring about our own damnation, you know-by ignoring the voice that begs us to stop. To stop while there's still time.
While one may lose much because of avarice, nothing was ever accomplished by abstinence.
Annoying people is something of a talent of mine. I gave it up for a while, but lately it's started to come back to me.
Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.
Perhaps it’s my natural pessimism, but it seems that an awfully large part of travel these days is to see things while you still can.
[T]he mere impulse of appetite is slavery, while obedience to a law which we prescribe to ourselves is liberty.
For a while, Criticism travels side by side with the Work, then Criticism vanishes and it's the Readers who keep pace. The journey may be long or short.
I fended them off as best I could while trying to shield my eyes but, tragically, I'd left my flamethrower in my other suit.
It takes a while for revelry to turn to reverence, and much repetition of truth to eventual turn young zeal into habitual channels for good.
But while the thought of being dead seemed appealing, the actual act of dying did not.
The fearful have lost faith while the fearless allow faith to lead the way.
