Love wasn't a thing you fell in, but rose to. It was what stopped you from falling.
the first requirement of war: allies must not kill each other.
My experiences thus far had me planning to throttle the first Tudor historian I met upon my return for gross dereliction of duty.
I'd studied 16th century science and magic. I thought it was strange that people were interested in the same kinds of things my research was about. The more I thought about it, the more intriguing it became and pretty soon I was writing a novel about a reluctant witch and a 1500-year-old vampire.
The plain truth is that the period I study is the 16th century, and they were absolutely obsessed with witches and spiritual beings.
Sir. My lord. Master Roydon. " The young man blurted out most available titles except for "Your Majesty" and "Prince of Darkness. " These were implied nonetheless.
Occasio praeceps, experimentum periculosum, iudicium difficile. ". . ' Opportunity is fleeting, experiment dangerous, and judgement difficult.
There is not a single person in the media today that could wear Dr. Benjamin Carson's uniform, whatever uniform he puts on in a day, a business suit, if it's surgical scrubs, there's not a single member of the media that could do anything close to what Ben Carson has done with his life. But he gets - and he's not the only one - ripped to shreds, denigrated, destroyed, and for what? He holds to traditional values. He believes in morality. He is just a decent guy and he ends up a target for destruction. And he's not the only one.
I do find it therapeutic, writing about stuff that was frightening and painful as a child, and managing to see it from an adult's point of view. To get it out of the closet onto paper, metaphorically speaking, is therapeutic.
She once said, 'I'm really a little prudish, which people may think incongruous'. I take a prudish point of view on certain films, books, and trends. Then, I pull myself up short and ask myself how Gypsy Rose Lee could possibly be this way. I thought that quote was so telling, a key insight into the way she so carefully separated who she was from her meticulous creation.
I have had a number of threatening letters each week, some telling me the actual time and method of my death, and I don't like it.