I wanted people to watch. I wanted people to see us together. I wanted people to see us kissing today. I want everyone to know that you're mine.
Baseball is what we were, football is what we have become.
If there is a secret to writing, I haven’t found it yet. All I know is you need to sit down, clear your mind, and hang in there.
Dogs, bless them, operate on the premise that human beings are fragile and require incessant applications of affection and reassurance. The random lick of a hand and the furry chin draped over the instep are calculated to let the shaky owner know that a friend is nearby.
And the propensity of weak and empty people to follow a leader into the darkness from which there is no return is still flourishing, as ever.
You need the will to disarm the civilian population. If we can do it in Somalia, we can do it here.
We have a new class in this country: the deserving rich. . . . The deserving rich do nice things for each other. Comforting the unafflicted is something that comes naturally to them.
You're a genius! And the proof is that both common people and intellectuals find your work completely incoherent.
It scares you: all the noise, the rattling, the shaking. But the look on everybody's face when you're finished and packing, it's the best smile in the world; and there's nobody hurt, and the well's under control.
Love lives with Nature, not with lust. Go find her in the flowers.
I believe the United States should make the protection of Syrian civilians from war crimes and crimes against humanity a higher priority.