My greatest talent is in my ability to choose good friends. It's about as important as things get.
Wouldn't. Think. About. Ian.
There's something wrong with the brakes. " He didn't recognize his shaky, weak voice. He pumped them again. Nothing. "There's something wrong with the BRAKES?" "I don't think we have any. " "We don't have any BRAKES?" "Bro, it doesn't help to repeat everything I say!" Jonah yelled.
The road climbed into the mountains, Jonah taking the hairpin curves as fast as he dared. "You look so macho clutching the door handle that way," he said to Hamilton. "Just. . . be. . . careful," Hamilton said through clenched teeth.
Hamilton awkwardly folded himself into the passenger seat. "Couldn't you get something bigger?" he asked as he banged his knee against the dashboard. "We're supposed to be a diversion," Jonah said. "Got to make an entrance. Can't do that in a minivan, Giganto Boy. Can't do much in a minivan except look about as uncool as it gets. " "Hey! My dad drives a minivan. " "Snap.
When a family breaks you don't hear the crack of the breaking. You don't hear a sound.
Faith seems to grab people and not let go, but hope is a double-crosser. It can beat it on you anytime; it's your job to dig in your heels and hang on. Must be nice to have hope in your pocket, like loose change you could jingle through your fingers.
I didn't really do too much television. I really went straight into film.
Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.
Crowds of people moved through the streets with a dream-like violence.
Well, one gets out of bed and the planets don't always hiss or muck up the day, each day.