Human beings are special. We're creatures (we're not little gods), but we're also more than creatures. In fact, we're the most wonderful creatures in the world next to God.
Any good marriage involves a certain amount of play-acting.
Perfect young men don't get murdered, they don't even get born.
If you go around looking for accidents, asking for them, they can't be called accidents any more.
That's what a conscience is made of, scar tissue. . . Little strips and pieces of remorse sewn together year by year until they formed a distinctive pattern, a design for living.
The world of maps is nice and flat and simple. It has areas for people and areas for monsters. What a shock it is to discover the world is round and the areas merge and nothing separates the monsters and ourselves; that we are all whirling around in space together and there isn't even a graceful way of falling off.
The smell of moist earth and lilacs hung in the air like wisps of the past and hints of the future.
As we women know, there are so many other hurdles that we have to cross that I would love it if we could stop having the race conversation so that we can get women further on. You know, a female president now that we have an African American president. Maybe we can get an Asian female, a gay person?
I have over and over again explained that the purpose of the Boy Scout and Girl Guide Movement is to build men and women as citizens endowed with the three H's namely, Health, Happiness and Helpfulness. The man or woman who succeeds in developing these three attributes has secured the main steps to success this Life.
I came to you, Jane. Every night this week, I came to you. I didn't want you to be alone. And I didn't want to sleep without you. " -Vishous
There are no dark sinister reasons for my resignation.