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There are not fifty ways of fighting, there's only one, and that's to win. Neither revolution nor war consists in doing what one pleases.
The forces of internationalism, humanism and solidarity will have to be victorious, or soon there will be nothing left of the human race.
Adrianne Harun's dark, mysterious novel is by turns Gothic and grittily realistic, astute and poetic in its evocation of evil everywhere.
There's a certain point in chemistry and in calculus where I reached the end of my abilities, and I realized, 'This is where I'm stupid.'
When we deal with death, the pupils will always be fixed and dilated, which indicates that there is no longer brain activity or response.
And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old.
Pets are the world to me. I think they are the most obvious manifestations of divine love that we are going to see this side of eternity.
Looking back on the God my friend believed in, he seems a little erratic, not entirely unlike her father - God as borderline personality.
It feels like I'm babysitting in the Twilight Zone. I keep waiting for the parents to show up because we are out of chips and diet cokes.
The CIA agent looked more dead than alive. Alex wondered if he had been hit, but there was no sign of any blood. Perhaps he was in shock.
Romance is very pretty in novels, but the romance of a life is always a melancholy matter. They are most happy who have no story to tell.
...whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. And peace will be with you.
I work eight hours a day, but I'm not writing all that time. I'm thinking, editing, looking something up. Thinking is what I do a lot of.
What was the opposite of linkage blindness? What described being certain of something without any kind of evidence?...The term was faith.
I love writing plays because they are living, fluid things that are energised by the producer, designers, musicians, actors and audience.
You know when I told you the joke about how a friend will help you move, but a real friend will help you move a body? I was only kidding.
There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, 'Thy will be done,' and those to whom God says, 'All right, then, have it your way.'
The world is so much larger than I thought. I thought we went along paths--but it seems there are no paths. The going itself is the path.
Heaven is reality itself. All that is fully real is Heavenly. For all that can be shaken will be shaken and only the unshakeable remains.
The promise, made when I am in love, to be true to the beloved as long as I live, commits me to being true even if I cease to be in love.
Just because something doesn't last forever, it doesn't mean it wasn't meaningful while it did last. It doesn't mean it wasn't important.
Sometimes I want to be on 'The Real Housewives of New York.' I want to remind them to figure out how to get along and support each other.
If you have a good date, it's nice to text them afterward to say "thanks." But if they were totally lame, it's fun to text "unsubscribe."
One wants to tell a story, like Scheherezade, in order not to die. It's one of the oldest urges in mankind. It's a way of stalling death.
Julian once wrote that coincidences are the scars of fate. There are no coincidences, Daniel. We are puppets of our subconscious desires.
But lost children always find each other, in the dark, in the cold. It is as though they are magnetized, and can only attract their like.
Don't mind all those people who say that you should be back to normal in a month or two. Grieving is all part of helping yourself anyway.
Non est ad astra mollis e terris via. That's my philosophy. Its a quote from the past. "There is no easy way from the earth to the stars.
No place is perfect, but I admire Oahu for its offering of the tropical and the urban, and then its Asian-inflected culture and cuisines.
Before I start my work in the morning, I need to have quickly browsed the entire paper, noting articles that I want to read during lunch.
That's not a thing any of us are granted. To go back. Wipe away what later doesn't suit us and make it the way we wish it. You just go on
He was himself a case in point, and perhaps not a rare one, for his spirit, it seemed, had been burned out of him but he was yet walking.
The difference is great between one's outside "life," the things which happen to one, incidents, pains and pleasures, and one's "living."
I taught workshops at universities. I wrote for magazines. This took time and insane amounts of juggling, but it's how I earned a living.
Obviously memoir is subjective truth: It is my memory, my perspective, that's the beauty. But I still wanted to be as factual as I could.
Age was respected among his people, but achievement was revered. As the elders said, if a child washed his hands he could eat with kings.
My early life had a lot to do with my origins as a writer, but I didn't get into doing any writing at all until I was about 35 years old.
Writing is the only art form where a good number of the artists make a slice of their living criticizing one another in print, in public.
By helping yourself, you are helping humankind. By helping humankind, you are helping yourself. That's the law of all spiritual progress.
After a good-looking boy gives you rabies two, three times, you'll settle down and marry somebody less exciting for the rest of your life
Obama was the first president whose biography makes sense to me. He can walk into a room anywhere and find common ground with any person.
Time is a dream ... a destroying dream; It lays great cities in dust, it fills the seas; It covers the face of beauty, and tumbles walls.
He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he took small comfort from it.
One can no longer live with people: it is too hideous and nauseating. Owners and owned, they are like the two sides of a ghastly disease.
Humanity is less, far less than the individual, because the individual may sometimes be capable of truth, and humanity is a tree of lies.
Depending on the situation, sometimes you can know a person better in ten minutes than someone you have crossed paths with all your life.
But in a 24-hour day, the 25th hour is also the impossible hour, an hour that doesn't exist, that can only be created by the imagination.
Many children are natural fantasists, I think, perhaps because their imaginations have yet to be clobbered into submission by experience.
A life spent shaping a world I want Jackson to inherit, not one I fear Jackson shall inherit, this strikes me as a life worth the living.
Write something every single day, even if it's just three lines. And it doesn't matter if it's any good - just write something every day.