Not only did I rediscover every experience of my life, I had to live each unfulfilled desire as well—as though they’d been fulfilled. I saw that what transpires in the mind is just as real as any flesh and blood occurrence. What had only been ima...
As I learned more about choice, and looked over the extensive evidence in all of the cases I had testified in, I realized that what was happening in the FLDS was human trafficking-both for labor and for sex. In mainstream society, money and lust are ...
Think about it: virtually every atrocity in the history of humankind was enabled by a populace that turned away from a reality that seemed too painful to face, while virtually every revolution for peace and justice has been made possibly by a group o...
When it's summer, people sit a lot. Or lie. Lie in the sense of recumbency. A good heavy book holds you down. It's an anchor that keeps you from getting up and having another gin and tonic. Many a person has been saved from summer alcoholism, not to ...
Never during its pilgrimage is the human spirit completely adrift and alone. From start to finish its nucleus is the Atman, the god-within... underlying its whirlpool of transient feelings, emotions, and delusions is the self-luminous, abiding point ...
They ordered punch. They drank it. It was hot rum punch. The pen falters when it attempts to treat of the excellence thereof; the sober vocabulary, the sparse epithet of this narrative, are inadequate to the task; and pompous term, jewelled, exotic p...
There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.
Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.
The ego of a god, the wit of a goldfish.
As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again.
Whenever we witness art in a building, we are aware of an energy contained by it.
My fault that we were terrified half out of our wits.
Chatty, defensive, observant. My new favorite witness.
we have been silent witnesses to
When witnesses concoct lies, they often miss the obvious.
...our witness, one Edward Littleton, was as gay as Elton John's handbag.
My wit is only as stupid as the audience.
Answerest thou nothing? Behold how many things they witness against thee.
Our erected wit maketh us to know what perfection is.
Half is better than none unless it be of a wit.
But the witness of the substitutionary atonement of Jesus is that God's most difficult promise has been kept.
