for PEOPLE to rule themselves in a REPUBLIC , they must have virtue;for a TYRANT to rule in a TYRANNY ,he must use FEAR.
Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.
Enjoy it, kid. Enjoy feeling that you can make a difference.' Floyd flashed him a smile. 'It won't last for ever.
Rhysand stared at me for long enouth that I faced him. "Be glad of your humam heart, Freyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.
No, I have no desire to be a feminist, I just want to be a female,
A fear of the unknown: what was that called? Worse yet: a fear of the known.
I have no inner life. I have no ‘intimate’ life. I am just what I-what to do. I move from one habitation to another like one of those-is it herit crabs? Taking up residence in others shells. (…) Others’ shells are fine. You come, and then you...
And I like your laugh, Sabbath; it’s inaudible.
Because I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you can’t fight your way out of as easily.
To progress is always to begin always to begin again
We are not such fools as to pay for reading inferior books, when we can read superior books for nothing.
Freedom is inextricably linked to sacrifice and compromise.
They weren't making much sense; she decided they were having an argument as old and comfortable as an armchair, the kind of argument that no one ever really wins or loses, but which can go on for ever, if both parties are willing.
I am always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though.
It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye," Ferbus said too loudly. "Then it's one-eyed fun.
I know more damn perverts, at schools and all, than anybody you ever met, and they’re always being perverty when I’m around.
Here is the cake, and here is the fork, and here's the desire to put it inside us, and then the question behind every question: What happens next?
One more year and I will be closer to wherever I'm going.
In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasn’t moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white an...
If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late?
There is nothing more satisfying than having plans.
