After all these years, I see that I was mistaken about Eve in the beginning; it is better to live outside the Garden with her than inside it without her.
Whatever form it might take, enjoy the magic! Remember, Disneyland is all about you.
Fantasyland was designed as a home for some of the classic characters [from those films], and as a symbol of the magic, hope and beauty of the human imagination.
Eventually I would learn that the enchanting tree was one of the resort's signatures, one of those subtle delightful touches that resonate on poetic, artistic, and even spiritual frequencies.
Toward the end of his book, Miller explains his need to unite science and religion: science does not explain the meaning and purpose of life. That may be, but why should we assume religion explains such things any better? Just because religion attemp...
Sorrow, terror, anguish, despair itself are often the chosen expressions of an approximation to the highest good. Our sympathy in tragic fiction depends on this principle; tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain. T...
Jede menschliche Nase riecht unweigerlich sofort den zarten Hauch von Unabhängigkeit, Gewohnheit, zu befehlen, Gewohnheit, überall das Beste für sich zu wählen, leichter Weltverachtung und beständiger Machtverantwortung, der von einem großen un...
Oh, that boy is in so much trouble.' Exie screeches out of the parking lot as if Jerran can hear her.
Historically, people move west more than east. People go east only when invited. When opportunity knocks. People go west when all bets are off: a reputation in ruins, a love gone wrong. When they need to save their sorry souls, folks head for the fro...
I love you...and I’m sorry it took losing you to figure that out.” His anger deflated. “Did you say you love me?” She nodded and tears dripped from her eyes. He put a hand to his chest. “Are you sure, because my fucking heart can’t take t...
The Prayer of the Middle-Aged Man Amid the doctors in the Temple at twelve, between mother & host at Cana implored too soon, in the middle of disciples, the midst of the mob, between High-Priest and Procurator, among the occupiers, between the malefa...
I’m burning in despair Love which you distanced from me Return once again I’ll forgive you again Return, Page 19
Isn’t it time that these most ancient sorrows of ours grew fruitful? Time that we tenderly loosed ourselves from the loved one, and, unsteadily, survived: the way the arrow, suddenly all vector, survives the string to be more than itself. For abidi...
Heavy hearts, heavy eyelids," said the master of the caravan. "Huh?" Heather looked up in dismay, shocked to find she'd nearly been left behind as the caravan prepared to move on. Her last night's sleep had been fitful, full of dreams where Khalid ma...
...the controlling of the sex nature builds up a reservoir of strength, and it is this strength that opens the door to the Innermost.
And he has guns and dogs that would make the Hound of Baskervilles seem like a bleeding Pekinese.
He compuesto un poema a la victoria: ¡Quién lo hubiera creído! ¡El doctor MacRae ha sonreído! ¡Es verdad!
I can’t protect you from the stars, but I can tell you stories that may help at night when they are staring at you.
weren’t you always distracted by expectation, as if every event announced a beloved? (Where can you find a place to keep her, with all the huge strange thoughts inside you going and coming and often staying all night.)…
And these things that keep alive on departure know that you praise them; transient, they look to us, the most transient, to be their rescue. They want us to change them completely, in our invisible hearts, into -- O endlessly -- us! Whoever, finally,...
Toutes les opinions ne se valent pas, et il ne faut pas confondre l'éloquence d'une parole avec la justesse d'une pensée.
