Kind pity chokes my spleen.
Lovers are allowed to be as cruel as anything to the one who dissappoints them.
Let me just say that I am not often lonely in country places. In cities I am, like the writers of the letters. Nature doesn't break your heart: other people do. Yet, we cannot live apart from each other in bowers feeding on nectar. We're in this together, this getting through our lives, as the fact that we are word-users shows.
My life burned inside me. Even such as it was, it was the only record of me, and it was my only creation, and something in me would not accept that it was insignificant.
. . . friendship is something you do.
Do the thing that's less passive. Do the active thing. There's more of the human in that.
If there were nothing else, reading would--obviously--be worth living for.
I seem to be the most wordy when it comes to monsters because I'm a bit of a monster freak.
FANTASTIC! There is such clarity and so much humor in Stetch’s playing! I have always loved that about him.
Everybody can be great. . . because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
I'm not one for doing the children's party version: "Hi, I'm a character in a movie and now I'm in reality!" I was doing the last shot of the film before reshoots outside their shop. I was starting my run into the frame and I thought, "You are literally ending where this began. The loop of serendipity's too much to not go in and acknowledge it. " I just wanted to see the look on their faces.