His resiliency was not the resiliency of the dumb but of a lamb who can remember hurt but cannot sustain the anger or the bitterness that brittles the heart.
Funny how people that don't believe in nothin' are so quick to believe every crazy story about people like us.
I feel like I've been sliding all day.
Some people like to hear themselves talk, but I like to hear myself silent.
Life had been hard on this girl, Jacob, but she had enough courage for an army.
And because we have been given thought, will, and imagination, albeit on a human scale, we too have this power to create.
So," said the Russian, after regaining is composure, "the lesson of the model is that the universe——all its matter and forms of energy——arise out of thought.
More likely, they would just cease to exist." "That's death." "No, it's different. Death leaves a corps.
Nothing supernatural has ever harmed me. My wounds and losses have all be at the hands of human beings...
If there isn’t some sort of rule about annoying kid brothers growing up to be walking, talking sex, there should be. ~Carly
You know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.
My mother sent me to psychiatrists since the age of four because she didn't think little boys should be sad. When my brother was born, I stared out the window for days. Can you imagine that?
'Step Brothers 2' would have been fun, there's no doubt about it. Maybe someday. Does that idea age? I don't know. It all depends on how the movie ages.
There's something intrinsically Australian about a bunch of brothers and school friends getting together as a band at a very young age and all pulling together as a band at a very young age and all pulling together as mates to make something happen.
I think there is a lot to be said for the respect that our parents had for children, and for my brothers and sisters and me at a very young age, and for exposing them to the world and what's out there.
It was actually my older brother who wanted to start acting. He would point at the TV as a kid and tell my mom he wanted to do it, and he would act his favorite scenes from 'Home Alone.'
My father was very interested in music, and when he and his brothers were young, they had a singing group that used to open for Sam Cooke. There was always music in our house, but there wasn't much art around.
Partly it was a sort of hymn to the wisdom and majesty of Big Brother, but still more it was an act of self-hypnosis, a deliberate drowning of consciousness by means of rhythmic noise.
My brother was a great swimmer. He was as fast as a shark. Well, almost. It beat him by a half a leg's length, right below the knee.
Our sisters and brothers were picked up in public by local commanders for the purpose of sex and luxury and we could do nothing.
In certain books—some way in the first few paragraphs you know that you have met a brother.
