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The cat, which is a solitary beast, is single minded and goes its way alone, but, the dog, like his master, is confused in his mind.
Face this world. Learn its ways, watch it, be careful of too hasty guesses at its meaning. In the end you will find clues to it all.
I still don't know why, exactly, but I do think people can have a spiritual connection to landscape, and I certainly did in Iceland.
I can't picture in my mind three hundred and sixty thousand dollars... When I think of it, all I can see in my mind is a big nickel.
Being ill like this combines shock - this time I will die - with a pain and agony that are unfamiliar, that wrench me out of myself.
My heroes don't have anything special. They have something to tell other people but they don't know how, so they talk to themselves.
We knew exactly what we wanted in each other. And even so, it ended. One day it stopped, as if the film simply slipped off the reel.
Her voice was like a line from an old black-and-white Jean-Luc Godard movie, filtering in just beyond the frame of my consciousness.
I used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight.
We do not talk - we bludgeon one another with facts and theories gleaned from cursory readings of newspapers, magazines and digests.
The imperfections of a man, his frailties, his faults, are just as important as his virtues.You can't separate them. They're wedded.
The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly... not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.
The only difference between the Adamic man and the man of today is that the one was born to Paradise and the other has to create it.
Of courtesy, it is much less Than courage of heart or holiness, Yet in my walks it seems to me That the Grace of God is in courtesy.
Dear Grandmamma, with what we give. We humbly pray that you may live. For many, many happy years: Although you bore us all to tears.
I never feel like I've done anything. Swear to God. I'm not kidding. So it's always a surprise when somebody asks me to do anything.
Everything scares me. I'm very easily frightened. But the thing that scares me most is zombies. I really, really don't like zombies.
It is better to be the builder of our own name than to be indebted by descent for the proudest gifts known to the books of heraldry.
I have somewhere read that conscience not only sits as witness and judge within our bosoms, but also forms the prison of punishment.
One thing we didn't know in 1996 is that it's very, very difficult, if not impossible, to sustain a culture with online advertising.
The world is restructuring, and all of the enemies that used to exist are kind of gone, so now they are looking out for new enemies.
The human genome contains so much data that, it has been calculated, it would fill 43 volumes of Webster's International Dictionary.
I was especially perceptive to all things beautiful that morning-raspberries in blue china bowls were enough to make the heart sing.
Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all.
From all who dwell below the skiesLet the Creator's praise arise;Let the Redeemer's name be sungThrough every land, by every tongue.
Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone. Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long.
The pain of losing my child was a cleansing experience. I had to throw overboard all excess baggage and keep only what is essential.
For the less even as for the greater there is some deed that he may accomplish but once only; and in that deed his heart shall rest.
Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks, and the setting sun with the last light of Durin’s Day will shine upon the key-hole.
The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape. What is not implies what is.
I can't write about nice, easy topics because that won't change the world. And I do want to change the world - one reader at a time.
Among the language of the American Indians, there is no word for 'art'... For Indians, everything is art... therefore needs no name.
The beauty of prose fiction that I see is simply that in order to create something you need only pay attention to personal exigency.
Hackman is able to live in the moment which means there is nothing for him at that split second than what is occurring in the scene.
People call him a terrorist, but you can use language to do many things and say many things about people, but John Brown was a hero.
I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
This is what I want: I want to grab my brother’s hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.
Until we find the meaning of the stories in our lives we're destined to wander in a wilderness even though we're in a promised land.
I've never been resigned to ready-made ideas as I was to ready-made clothes, perhaps because although I couldn't sew, I could think.
Fidelity to the subject's thought and to his characteristic way of expressing himself is the sine qua non of journalistic quotation.
I knew very early on that I was not pretty. No one ever called me pretty. It was not the go-to adjective people used to describe me.
I suppose you could pass for a starlet. You do have that femme fatale air about you. Like you crush boys’ dreams in your spare time.
Individuals achieve optimal stupidity when they're given substantial powers while being insulated from the results of their actions.
I don't really have any interest in doing Donald Blake stories. Maybe it's just I don't know what to do with that sort of alter ego.
Every reader is different. There's no book that's inappropriate for every person, but there are people who cannot handle everything.
Y'know, Nature's unpredictable -- that's why we had to tame her. Maybe we went too far, but in principle we made the right decision.
Well, I think of the folks who are the climate deniers as the flat Earthers and the people who say the moon landings never happened.
Which means that in the end there are certain things you can take with you when you flee, things that have no weight, such as music.
We are so bound together that no man can labor for himself alone. Each blow he strikes in his own behalf helps to mold the universe.
I feel like I'm playing chess underwater. The pieces keep floating away. I don't know where things are. I can't figure out tomorrow.