There are no ugly loves nor handsome prisons.
Like mold on books, grow myths on history.
She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.
Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.
Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.
She knocked and waited, because when the door was opened from within, it had the potential to lead someplace quite different.
Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.
Dharma is the Truth that all of existence is. It does not disagree with anything. It is the perception of existence in its purest formlessness.
As someone who grew up there, I say: The Chechen Republic must remain part of Russia. Everything else is negotiable.
It is not the office of a novelist to show us how to behave ourselves; it is not the business of fiction to teach us anything.
For thirty years, beginning with the invention of a privacy right in the Supreme Court decision Roe v. Wade, the Left has been waging a systematic assault on the constitutional foundation of the nation.