After all, it’s what we’ve done that makes us what we are.
He likes driving very fast on the wrong side of the road," said Sarah. "Which I can completely understand.
Fishing in a bucket. The total hopelessness of the activity was very soothing. It was the perfect sport. Without the emotional stresses of success and failure, she was entirely free to enjoy the pleasures of the moment. . . It was a good hobby, and cheap, and if more people did it more often
Don't call me darling. I'm a driving instructor!
Suddenly Saffron had a picture in her mind of Sarah waiting at the bottom of the wall, and she was angry with herself. Something changed in Saffron at that moment. She knew all about feeling left out. . . . That was why she wanted her angel so badly; proof that she mattered as much as anyone else. "I couldn't really climb the wall," she said. "And if I could, what if I got caught? What would I say?" "You'd think of something. " "No. It was a stupid idea. Let's try your way, early in the morning. " "Before breakfast?" "Yes. All right Mission Control?" "All right," said Sarah. "All right, Superhero.
I can only drive slowly. " "That's all right. " "And I can only do left turns. " Rose ran downstairs, grabbed a road atlas, and ran triumphantly back up again. "Wales is left! Look! It's left all the way!
Rose had the sort of eyes that manage perfectly well with things close by, but entirely blur out things far away. Because of this even the brightest stars had only appeared as silvery smudges in the darkness. In all her life, Rose had never properly seen a star. Tonight there was a sky full. Rose looked up, and it was like walking into a dark room and someone switching on the universe.
I don't know if I could write songs if it wasn't for the female race, to be honest with you.
I wish I could go tell 12-year-old me like I don't worry that you just fainted in front of all the girls, one day you'll be able to make this into an episode of TV.
We shall no longer hang on to the tails of public opinion or to a non- existent authority on matters utterly unknown and strange. We shall gradually become experts ourselves in the mastery of the knowledge of the Future.
Men in no way approach so nearly to the gods as in doing good to men. [Lat. , Homines ad deos nulla re propius accedunt, quam salutem hominibus dando. ]