I suppose I would be wiser to adjust my attitude rather than to expect the universe to change reality.
The universe has never appeared to me to be particularly fair,” Adele said at last. “I think some people should be thankful for that reality.
It wasn’t that they had different principles; rather, their principles were of such different sorts that neither one could recognize that the other even had principles.
A fire department isn’t a waste of tax money, even if those assigned to it spend most of the time washing their cars.
I sat in on a late-night party once in which the subject of friendship came up, and I listened in dumbstruck incredulity as one man explained that his friends had to like the same things he did – that they must not only read the same books and magazines he did, and listen to the same music, but pretty much share his opinions of all those things. He.
It’s all right for a leader to be ruthless, Adele thought. He shouldn’t be whimsical, though, and he especially shouldn’t be whimsically ruthless.
Arrogance wasn’t the same thing as stupidity, but it tended to have similar results.
Danger is another thing that’s more romantic to read about than the reality of blood and burns and the screams transcending age and gender and even humanity. Pain can be a sound, pure sound, and pictures can’t prepare you for the smell of a man trying to stuff his intestines back into his ripped abdomen.
Many times information was most effective when it wasn’t used. The same was true of any other weapon.
The things other people said or did would always give room to take offense, if you were of a mind to take offense. Therefore the fault wasn’t in the other people.
Dogs don’t need philosophies, they just fight. It seems to me that men do the same, though they usually come up with reasons. Justice is a good one.
So long as authority comes only from having a hand on a throat, wisdom and mercy are a moot point.
I leave behind a wake of splintered wood and broken buildings and scared, know-nothing boys.
This was a new station with music so lovely, so frightening, so foreign, I hadn’t even known to search for its signal.
I knew what we had was not over, we were not done and we did not know how to make our love end.
The light of past discovery draws me forward. Its shining light guides me to the glory of exploration.
Every quack is, indeed, a demagogue; and relies, for his success on nearly the same arts, with his political and religious, or rather irreligious, brethren.
It’s been two years since my last concussion.
It’s been two years since my last concussion.” “Exactly. It means you’re overdue.
Boxers or briefs?” There was no missing the glare Andrei was directing at both of them, but it certainly wasn’t going to stop her. “Actually, brightly colored banana hammocks.