Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.
(it was) beautiful, like so many senseless things.
I'm one of my sensations.
That thing over there was more there than it’s there! Yes, sometimes I cry about the perfect body that doesn’t exist. But the perfect body is the bodiest body there can be, And the rest are the dreams men have, The myopia of someone who doesn’t...
If science wants to be truthful, What science is more truthful than the science of things without science? I close my eyes and the hard earth where I’m lying Has a reality so real even my back feels it. I don’t need reason — I have shoulderblad...
Water’s water and that’s why it’s beautiful.
I’m glad I see with my eyes and not the pages I’ve read.
God is such a cruel god for making you so wonderful, and for making me so weak.
Let me explain before another word is written: I have never once asked a cat, "So tell me what's up, Charlie?" and Charlie says, "Jeez Jackson, thanks for asking. A little annoyed by the fluorescent lights, and will you please check out this tiny pie...
I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either. Nobody goes faster than the legs they have. If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.
Other times when I hear the wind blow I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.
Do not believe anything merely because you are told it is so, because others believe it, because it comes from Tradition, or because you have imagined it. Do not believe what your teacher tells you merely out of respect. Believe, take for your doctri...
Sometimes it seems that men--yes, and even women too!--if they believe in a thing strongly enough, they get a strength or endurance that they wouldn't have believe possible.
The greatest story ever told is, in fact, the greatest story ever sold
A goddess of dawn scooted under a zing of barbed wire to witness your birth.
The members of the functional and socially mobilized under class must, in some very real way, be seen as the architects of their own fate. If not, they could be, however marginally, on the conscience of the comfortable. There could be a disturbing fe...
God bless us, every one!
Between what i see in a field and what I see in another field There passes for a moment the figure of a man. His steps go with “him” in the same reality, But I look at him and them, and they’re two things: The “man” goes walking with his id...
The longest road to finding yourself is the one that begins at home, and ends at your home.
Books are always obviously having conversations with other books, and some times they're amiable and sometimes not.
Why can't people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?
