I'm a free speech bigot. I don't like censorship; I just don't think it's a good thing.
I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.
He barks out a laugh. "My little rebel.
His divine spark lives within me, a presence that will never leave. And I am but one of many tools He has at His disposal. If I cannot act - if I refuse to act - that is a choice I am allowed to make. He has given me life, and all I must do to serve Him is to live. Fully and with my whole heart. With this knowledge comes a true understanding of all the gifts He has given me.
And so it is with us; we serve as handmaidens to Death. When we are guided by His will, killing is a sacrament.
This is what I want to be. An instrument of mercy, not vengeance.
. . . then he offers me his arm. As I take it, I wonder what folly decreed that women cannot walk unassisted.
Dear sensibility! Source inexhausted of all that's precious in our joys, or costly in our sorrows! Eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me. . . All comes from thee, great-great SENSORIUM of the world!
We have a huge game coming up in semi-finals. Just studying Finland or the Americans, whoever we're playing. Just moving forward, working hard in practice and making sure we stay sharp.
Nature wishes that woman should attract man, yet she often cunningly moulds into her face a little sarcasm, which seems to say, 'Yes, I am willing to attract, but to attract a little better kind of a man than any I yet behold
If particulars are to have meaning, there must be universals.