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Pedestrians and cyclists are squeezed by planners into narrow and often dangerous spaces - the afterthoughts of urban design.
The idea of inclusion has become kind of a stone that we've passed our hand over so many times that it doesn't mean anything.
With a sound like a bat hitting a watermelon, pirate fist connected with pirate jaw and a gold tooth bounced across the deck.
There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and the tired man who wants a book to read.
Every work of art has one indispensable mark ... the center of it is simple, however much the fulfillment may be complicated.
One of the chief uses of religion is that it makes us remember our coming from darkness, the simple fact that we are created.
Truth must necessarily be stranger than fiction, for fiction is the creation of the human mind and therefore congenial to it.
I tell you naught for your comfort, Yea, naught for your desire, Save that the sky grows darker yet And the sea rises higher.
Large organization is loose organization. Nay, it would be almost as true to say that organization is always disorganization.
Where does a wise man hide a leaf? In the forest. But what does he do if there is no forest? He grows a forest to hide it in.
Ten thousand women marched through the streets shouting, 'We will not be dictated to,' and went off and became stenographers.
As regards moral courage, then, it is not so much that the public schools support it feebly, as that they suppress it firmly.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them goodbye
Our odd idea of the classical world, the white Washington, D.C., is based on buildings that were originally brightly painted.
History is an illogical record. It hinges on nothing. It is a story that changes, and has accidents, and recovers with scars.
What Flaubert refers to as the “mélancholies du voyage” is like the sadness I feel as one season departs and another arrives.
Real change isn't found in some new way to think about yourself, but in freedom from the need to think about yourself at all.
Freedom is not overcoming what you think stands in your way. It is understanding that what is in your way is part of the way.
Instead of always asking yourself how to clear up your mental fog, learn to ask: "Can confusion know anything about clarity?"
I am not a nervous man in a general way, and very little troubled with superstitions, of which I have lived to see the folly.
Each runner's capacity to absorb hard training is different. Find your own unique level of comfort and success will be yours.
When I was six years old, my mother died; and then, for the first time, I learned, by the talk around me, that I was a slave.
It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.
It's because of you when I'm in bed in the morning that I can wind my spring and tell myself I have to live another good day.
The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn't going to be veryuseful in the real world, that's for sure.
Some people can work their butts off and never get what they're aiming for while others can get it without any effort at all.
Results aside, the ability to have complete faith in another human being is one of the finest qualities a person can possess.
I never made any plan before writing, however I succeeded. I enjoyed writing with excitement ,"what happen on the next page?"
Falling in love is like religious conversion. It goes on for a long time below the threshold before it reaches consciousness.
the unconscious forces that govern accessible memory are the most arbitrary of editors and the absolute masters of our lives.
A mother's love is like a fortress, And we seek protection there, When the waves of tribulation, Seem to drown us in despair.
Animals are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time.
Teach me. Lord, my true condition; Bring me childlike to Thy knee; Stripped of every low ambition, Willing to be led by Thee.
Passing into higher forms of desire, that which slumbered in the plant, and fitfully stirred in the beast, awakes in the man.
For there is only one great adventure and that is inward toward the self, and for that, time nor space nor even deeds matter.
A work of art is said to be perfect in proportion as it does not remind the spectator of the process by which it was created.
The gentleman is generous and treats all men as his equals, especially those whom he feels to be inferior in rank and wealth.
The world is full of double beds And most delightful maidenheads, Which being so, there's no excuse For sodomy or self-abuse.
But an experienced reader is also a self-aware and critical reader. I can't remember ever reading a story without judging it.
Fortitude. ... It means fixity of purpose. It means endurance. It means having the strength to live with what constrains you.
She knew she shouldn't feel that way about a monster, but right then, she wanted nothing more than a monster of her very own.
Any disease support community is a place of deep bonds and empathy, and there are thousands if not tens of thousands of them.
There is no art form that has so much in common with film as music. Both affect our emotions directly, not via the intellect.
This damned ranting about doom. Is that food for the minds of modern people? Do they really expect us to take them seriously?
To think, and to feel, constitute the two grand divisions of men of genius - the men of reasoning and the men of imagination.
Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace,And not to chance as others do,That I was born of Christian race,And not a Heathen, or a Jew.
Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessing without number Gently falling on thy head.
He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.
Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisoned by the enemy, don't we consider it his duty to escape?