I think the only way we can grow and get on in this world is to accept the fact we're not perfect and live accordingly.
Yet when ancient forces stir, many things are woken.
I suppose you could call me. . . Soot," said the thing. "Yes. . . Soot. I have breathed it, lived in it, and eaten it for so long that it is a fitting name. " "Eaten it?" asked Suzy. "Why eat soot?" "Boredom," said Soot.
Unhand my tail!" squealed the Will.
I am not going to change who I am. I am human and I know how to love, and be kind, and be compassionate to those who are weaker than me. Just because I have power doesn't mean I have to use it!
It's always better to be doing.
If only Sam could have stayed just like the Dog, she thought. A comforting friend without the complication of romantic interest. There had to be something she could do to completely discourage him, short of throwing up, or making herself totally unattractive. "I'm thirty-five," she said at last.
God, our genes, our environment, or some stupid programmer keying in code at an ancient terminal - there's no way free will can ever exist if we as individuals are the result of some external cause.
A theory that you can't explain to a bartender is probably no damn good.
We can doubt the Lord when we go through tough times, but you know that He's always got your best interest at heart.
I do not believe that civilization will be wiped out in a war fought with the atomic bomb. Perhaps two-thirds of the people of the earth will be killed.