When we are aware of our inner-growth potential yet have no pretensions about ourselves, when we are vulnerable, then we can change.
I am so smart. I am so smart. I am so smart. S-M-R-T. . . Uh, I mean S-M-A-R-T.
We are quick to flare up, we races of men on the earth.
Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!
I'm a white male, age 18 to 49. Everyone listens to me, no matter how dumb my suggestions are.
For I am yearning to visit the limits of the all-nurturing Earth, and Oceans, from whom the gods are sprung.
Where did this commandment come from in relation to polygamy? It also came from God. . . When I see any of our people, men or women, opposing a principle of this kind. . . I consider them apostates.
True love is mixed up with birdlike squabbles, in which the disputants wound each other to the quick; but a quarrel without animus is, on the contrary, apiece of flattery to the dupe's conceit.
The border between editing and ghostwriting is, at its extremes, a bit porous. An editor really improves and sometimes restructures a manuscript and suggests changes.
When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?