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Don't worry about your father. He's a perfectly contented, self-sufficient zombie.
People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.
The biggest laughs are based on the biggest disappointments and the biggest fears.
I would rather read poetry than eat my dinner any day. It has been so all my life.
She heard pa shouting,"Jiminy crickets!It's raining fish-hooks and hammer handles!
It feels like we're in a Harry Potter book talking about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
We were U.S. Marshals. We hunted and killed the monsters. We did not run from them
I don't plan an awful lot in life just as I don't plan an awful lot in my fiction.
Science will liberate us from the chains of big cities and lead us back to nature.
Traveling is the only passion that doesn't need to feel shy in front of intellect.
The only significance of life consists in helping to establish the kingdom of God.
Patriotism is the principle that will justify the training of wholesale murderers.
One can live magnificently in this world if one knows how to work and how to love.
The true office of any faith is to give life a meaning which death cannot destroy.
She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).
Yet what are all such gaieties to me whose thoughts are full of indices and surds?
And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!
My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time.
A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!
Life is like a dogsled race. If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes.
On a New York subway you get fined for spitting, but you can throw up for nothing.
Life is like a dogsled team. If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes.
It keeps her purity vacum-sealed to preserve its freshness for her future husband.
We've barley stepped into the bright glow of the realms when everything goes dark.
Poetry is on earth to make you serene, not corrupt your mind, thoughts,or emotions
What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters. You can't reread a phone call.
I have worked all my life, wanted to work all my life, needed to work all my life.
Things seem more when you’re little. They seem bigger, and distances seem farther.
I want to pretend there's such a thing as requited love. As the endurance of love.
If God Speaks Through Burning Bushes, Let's Burn Bush and Listen to What God Says.
Freedom, I found is not only in the running but in the heart, the mind, the hands.
Some of us would be greatly astonished to learn the reasons why others respect us.
The heaviest object in the world is the body of the woman you have ceased to love.
We are forced to respect the gifts of nature, which study and fortune cannot give.
The young suffer less from their own errors than from the cautiousness of the old.
Drought brings out the worst in us and it's easy to hate your fellow human beings.
I think a lot of what goes into writing can be taught - not mixing metaphors, etc.
There will never be another woman for me, Alexandra. You are my eternity. -Michael
The history of the Victorian Age will never be written: we know too much about it.
A writing cook and a cooking writer must be bold at the desk as well as the stove.
Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.
... I think we grieve forever, but that goes for love too, fortunately for us all.
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love
The mystery of existence is the connection between our faults and our misfortunes.
The language of religion can alone suit every situation and every mode of feeling.
The world is the work of a single thought, expressed in a thousand different ways.
[The Germans] so easily confuse obstinacy with energy, and rudeness with firmness.
For the things that are seen are temporal, but things that are unseen are eternal.
The joys of love...last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.
The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.