Excuse me, I must go and putt
If you don't want me to attend the patient I'll go.' 'But she can't see a doctor now.' 'Why not?' 'She isn't well.
There's a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities.
If the foreman had no experience in bossing a mob, they had no experience in being one. Members of a community, not elements of a collectivity, they were not moved by mass feeling; there were as many emotions there as there were people. And they did ...
Years ago I recognized my kinship with all living things, and I made up my mind that I was not one bit better than the meanest on the earth. I said then and I say now, that while there is a lower class, I am in it; while there is a criminal element, ...
Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.
His calm and gentle tone was like an anchor in a ferocious sea, keeping me from drifting into a current of heartache.
[I]t is things that make us happy when conversation begins to reveal itself as a paltry substitute.
Today the same thing over. I've got it up the tree again.
Where all think alike there is little danger of innovation.
How dare I presume to say: He is my friend, or even, more cautiously, I think I know him? At the very most we are like two strangers meeting in the white wintry veld and sitting down together for a while to smoke a pipe before proceeding on their sep...
At night in the town's countryside, you could just about feel and hear everything, but without using lamps, it was impossible to see anything other than shadows
But death has taken root inside you and you know it will grow, like a cancer with a voice, from now until the day it consumes you whole.
Some actions are even baser than the people who commit them.
If you haven't caused a scene in a psych unit, it's just because you haven't been inside long enough.
You were meant for me, Poppy. I can feel it in my fingertips when I touch you.
How tolerable misfortunes appear when they affect only other people! How strong the human body seems when it's another man's flesh that bleeds! How easy it is to look death in the face when it's another man's turn!
We need to learn to dance more softly.
We do not believe that light exists in spite of darkness. We believe that light exists because of it.
The darkness was the foundation that everything else was built on. The garden where the universe grew. The simplest, most basic thing in existence. And it was spectacular.
I embraced that hope for a moment, grabbed onto it with both hands, and held it close like the rare treasure it was. Then I let go of it, let it float away like a butterfly on a bright day, because the darkest part of the night was yet to come, and t...
