Julia, is everything all right?” her father said in a raspy voice. “It’s three in the morning, m’ija.” “I’m sorry. I have to talk to you; it’s something very important. Papá, Mamá, I’ve made a decision, and I wanted to share it wi...
It is as though we are understanding now what (William) Blake intuited, the senses were, in Eden, spread over the whole being. It might seem, then, that our bodies still live in Eden, but our minds refuse to know it.
Our approach to reality, our sense of reality, cannot assume that the text of nature, the book of life, is a cryptogram concealing just a single meaning. Rather, it is an expanding riddle of a multiplicity of resonating images.
He had a better mind and a more rigorous temperament than me; he thought logically, and then acted on the conclusion of logical thought. Whereas most of us, I suspect, do the opposite: we make an instinctive decision, then build up an infrastructure ...
I don't think that I could have survived in my family without a naughty sense of humor; yeah, absolutely. I think my brother and I both get our senses of humor from our parents. I mean, my mother was absolutely hilarious and foul. She had the most ri...
What if I don't believe in magic, Finn? That's stupid, how can you not believe in magic, Coop? It's everywhere.
Do you know the story? No, Finn, but I have a feeling you're going to tell me.
Conquer the angry one by not getting angry; conquer the wicked by goodness; conquer the stingy by generosity, and the liar by speaking the truth. [ ]
I had a born-again experience at the age of 33. As a result of that I found a church where I felt I was being fed properly. I don't say that as a reflection on Catholicism. But once I was born again, I got an evangelical spirit.
Isn't it queer that the things we writhe over at night are seldom wicked things? Just humiliating ones.
The stink of rot and ruin, of old dreams, broken screams, and wicked, dirty little things.
You backbiting, poisonous, treacherous, deceitful, wicked, girl. If this works I'll buy you a pony.
Giving someone a piece of your soul is better than giving a piece of your heart. Because souls are eternal.
You got secrets you better keep Take flight before she cuts you deep - Sam's song
Were I the wind, I'd blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world.
Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.
I lacked the courage to investigate the weaknesses of the wicked, because I discovered they are the same as the weaknesses of the saintly.
Do not worry, Rose. I do not bite unless you wish me to.
Give me the strength to leaf, for I fear otherwise we may hang ourselves.
Lord Ironman, please play tonsil hockey with me, just this one time. There, does that make you happy?
Every word you have ever uttered, is engraved upon my heart. -Lazarus to his mother.
