The world is hat we make it, and our future is ours to shape.
We don’t call them inmates,′ Molly said, quoting one of the psychiatrists.’We call them patients.
In our lives, we come to moments of great significance that we fail to recognize, the meaning of which sometimes does not occur to us for many years. Each of us has his agenda and focuses on it, and therefore we are often blind to what is before our eyes.
This may be the primary purpose of dogs: to restore our sense of wonder and to help us maintain it, to make us consider that we should trust our intuition as they trust theirs and to help us realize that a thing known intuitively can be as real as anything known by material experience.
You had a good dinner of properly fried food, and if you want to live long enough to have another one, you’ve got to weaponize properly.
We yearn for tomorrow and the progress it represents. But yesterday was once tomorrow, and where was the progress in it?
He loved her as he had never loved another, and he trusted her as he had allowed himself to trust no one else. But by the nature of the world, those who loved and trusted were uniquely vulnerable.
I curse the night I let your idiot father squirt you into me.
Puppies are adorable. I’m not a puppy.
I love you more than life.
Two murders and an act of arson. Junior was being a bold boy this evening.
For a better part of a decade, he had been outside society, distanced in mind and spirit if not in body. But now, for the first time since Centeral America, Jack Twist had the need, the desire, and ability to reach out to society around him, to make friends.
Maybe you think you don’t need help. Sometimes, I think I don’t need it, either. But we all do. We all need help.
In all our lives, however, there are many days when we die a little, when we are wounded by loss or failure, or by fear, or by seeing the suffering of others for whom we are able to offer only pity, for whom we are powerless to offer aid, who are beyond mercy.
Stay with me, God. The night is dark, The night is cold: My little spark Of courage dies. The night is long; Be with me, God, and make me strong.
Adversity breeds toughness, and the tough succeed. And survive.
The windows were heavily draped, and the milk-pitcher moon couldn’t find gaps through which to pour itself. All was blackness on blackness.
The only monsters in this world are those who pass for human, who cast shadows and are reflected in mirrors, who smile and speak of compassion and shed convincing tears.
My point of view is this: If you like root-beer floats so much, have one on Monday, another on Tuesday, and a third on Wednesday.
He’ll also cut you some slack if you’re astonishingly stupid in an amusing fashion. Granny claimed that this explains why uncountable millions of breathtakingly stupid people get along just fine in life.