His outflung hands traced over the threads of his rug, passed loop by loop through some patient woman's hands. Or maybe she hadn't been patient. Maybe she'd been tired, or irritated, or distracted, or hungry, or angry. Maybe she had been dying. But h...
And as if he had read her thoughts, the old man murmured, 'What a blessing it is to die in your own bed, under your own roof, with your family surrounding you, full of the knowledge that you have lived as thoroughly as you wanted to.
Most people thought he was insane when he looked up into the sky with a simple handmade telescope and cried out that the Earth revolves around the Sun, because this was four years ago.
They (economists) must set aside their contempt for other disciplines and their absurd claim to greater scientific legitimacy, despite the fact that they know almost nothing about anything.
In contrast to what many people in Britain and the United States believe, the true figures on growth (as best one can judge from official national accounts data) show that Britain and the United States have not grown any more rapidly since 1980 than ...
You can present the material, but you can't make me care.
As comestibles nourish our bodies and ideas nourish our minds, so art nourishes our souls.
This is what differentiates sympathy from empathy. No matter how much I care for you, it's not until I recognize me in you and you in me that the veil of gauze is lifted on the world.
You know, maybe we don't need enemies." "Yeah, best friends aree about all I can take.
We were bred of earth before we were bred of our mothers. Once born, we can live without mother or father, or any other kin, or any friend, or any human love. We cannot live without the earth or apart from it, and something is shrivelled in a man's h...
Freundschaft, ou quelque chose comme ça. Ta meilleure amie gagne un million au Loto, t'es contente pour elle et, en même temps, tu peux pas t'empêcher de penser avec rage: "Pourquoi pas moi?". J'adore Ariane, mais quand je vois sa vie parfaite, c'...
Love will find a way against time itself.
Those tingles she’d felt in her abdomen spread lower. Her body recognised her lover’s voice, wanted him.
A man shouldn’t assume his wife was happy just because she didn’t complain all the time. She complained this morning. He’d spanked her for it. That didn’t sit right somehow.
She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.” Dios, she was going to break his heart. “I like when I hold you too.
Look, I'm good okay. I'm her..." he stopped dead. The woman at the desk looked up expectantly, "uncle." His voice faded. "Katie certainly has a lot of those, " the annoying person chirped before handing his ID back and pointing to a side door. SHe ga...
Chase grabbed Joey’s neck and hauled him into a kiss. Oh shit. Not again. It didn’t matter how many times it had been wrong, he still wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe it when he kissed a guy and everything inside said him. It had been wron...
Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.
And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita.
You have a piercing.” “So I do.” “Didn’t that hurt?” “A bit.
God directs his people not simply to worship but to sing his praises “before the nations.” We are called not simply to communicate the gospel to nonbelievers; we must also intentionally celebrate the gospel before them.
