Turn the paper. A piece looks better if every mark is not made while the surface is in the same orientation.
He soon acquired the forlorn look that one sees in vegetarians.
For they had lived together long enough to know that love was always love, anytime and anyplace, but it was more solid the closer it came to death.
There is always something left to love.
Time was not passing. . . it was turning in a circle.
When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead. "Get those bad thoughts out of your head," he told her. "You're going to be happy.
But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.
Dictatorships are never as strong as they think they are, and people are never as weak as they think they are.
It's very hard to go to Monument Valley and not think of John Ford's films.
What if the world is holding its breath - waiting for you to take the place that only you can fill?
Nothing burns in hell but ego" says Tauler. Does anything live but Buddha Nature, Christ Spirit?