My voice was a bare rasp of fear. "In the weaving room, the women say it's never been this bad before..." "They always say that when things get difficult," she answered softly. Then she sat up suddenly as though coming fully awake. Reaching down, she...
Superorganism. A biologist coined that word for our great African ant colonies, claiming that consciousness and intelligence resided not in the individual ant but in the collective ant mind. The trail of red taillights stretching to the horizon as da...
Why is it that people talk about death, as if it is a part of life, when it is entirely separate? Someone passes on into the never ending void, where the living aren't allowed. We can't see, hear, touch or feel those who have succumbed to the eternal...
An old man with overalls walked by; I don't think old people should wear overalls; it makes them look like shrivelly toddlers.
People spend half of their free time drinking alcohol and the other half watching totally sober people on television. And they want to be those people, live those lives. Ever wondered why we rarely see a person actually drinking alcohol on television...
There I was, cold, isolated and desperate for something I knew I couldn't have. A solution. A remedy. Anything. ...I hated it. Alone and confused was the last place I wanted to be. Somehow I knew I deserved this.
That's the thing with handmade items. They still have the person's mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.
Ambition is a path, not a destination, and it is essentially the same path for everybody. No matter what the goal is, the path leads through Pilgrim's Progress regions of motivation, hard work, persistence, stubbornness, and resilience under disappoi...
Lembro-me é de quando na nossa primeira noite eu te disse que te amava e tu disseste também te amo. Hei-de lembrar-me decerto ainda de quantas outras palavras me disseste. Mas agora quero ouvir apenas essa tua palavra ardente em que toda a vida se ...
You want to be bad, angel? I can teach you every position it comes in
That wasn’t blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith.
Please, baby, you had to know the Devil would be well endowed.
I’m Emma. I’m here to make you see the meaning of your life.” Her exalted words were totally conquered by her dragging tone and lack of eye contact.
The angel descended when you were least expecting it. Tracy felt something quietly go click in his despairing heart.
Even the darkest of hearts needs a little comfort from time to time.
I'm about to cross a line with you...a line there will be no hope of me ever returning from. And I'm terrified because the thought of you excites me.
Love is...freeing. Love is all encompassing; it has the power to save us from unimaginable forces of darkness. All we have to do is accept it, give it, live it.
And in it all, the sensation of shaking my fists at the sky, shaking my fists high up to the sky, because that is what we do when someone dies too early, too beautiful, too undervalued by the world, or sometimes just at all -- we shake our fists at t...
If you're angry at a loved one, hug that person. And mean it. You may not want to hug - which is all the more reason to do so. It's hard to stay angry when someone shows they love you, and that's precisely what happens when we hug each other.
As long as we do violence to other animals, we’ll keep on doing violence to ourselves.
Whoever has learned to be anxious in the right way has learned the ultimate.
