There are few minds to which tyranny is not delightful.
Nighttime is different. Things are otherwise when the world is black. Insecurities and hurts, anxieties and fears grow teeth at night. p493
Quite simply the book and I were meant to be together.
Those who live in memories are never really dead. " The House At Riverton
Round and round the questions flew, until finally I found myself standing at the open door of a bookshop. It’s natural in times of great perplexity, I think, to seek out the familiar, and the high shelves and long rows of neatly lined-up spines were immensely reassuring. Amid the smell of ink and binding, the dusty motes in beams of strained sunlight, the embrace of warm, tranquil air, I felt that I could breathe more easily.
She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her outline and leaped, free.
In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.
Our earthly loves are but so many silver steps leading us up to the great golden love of God.
The sea is dangerous and its storms terrible, but these obstacles have never been sufficient reason to remain ashore. . . unlike the mediocre, intrepid spirits seek victory over those things that seem impossible. . . it is with an iron will that they embark on the most daring of all endeavors. . . to meet the shadowy future without fear and conquer the unknown.
Anyone can grow into something beautiful.
Why buy a product that it takes 2000 flushes to get rid of?