Between Mark Twain, Oscar Wilde, and Dorothy Parker, everything worth saying has already been said, and said better than i could ever say it.
Please don’t shut out love- it’s the best thing about life.
It was all I could do to not give a mwa ha ha ha!
She sucks in her breath and lets the flames race along the comforter until they lick her and swallow her whole.
The next morning, Mom set two plates of scrambled eggs in front of me and Georgia and then sat down to watch us eat. She loves to watch us eat, which I totally don’t get. I mean, she works at a diner. She watches people eat all day long.
Every day from the crack of dawn,” he said- and i completed the rest, “until we can’t keep our eyes open one second longer.
Justice doesn’t necessarily make the world a better place. Compassion always does.
WARNING If you dare to read this story, you become part of the Experiment. I know that sounds a little mysterious – but it’s all I can say right now.
He was already a sociopath, and he was just out of kinder-garten. I didn’t think much of it at the time. It was the family way.
Give a guy with an inferiority complex some power and watch out.” I.
There was freedom in the pain. It meant he was still alive, still feeling, and he felt invincible. Whatever they did to him, however hard they fought, in the end, he would win.
As I stare into the Border collie’s eyes, I think that maybe I should go inside and call the girls. Claire, Cindy, and Jill would be here almost before I hung up the phone. They would hold me, hug me, say all the right things. You’re special, Lindsay. Everybody loves you, Lindsay.
The most striking thing about beautiful churches, to me, is that they were mostly designed by people who were inspired by a belief in something larger and more important than themselves, and this is how I try to lead my own life.
If number two pencils are so popular, why are they still number two?
Anne is quite the animal lover,” Fang said to me as we followed Angel. “Horses, sheep, goats. Chickens. Pigs.” “Yeah,” I said. “I wonder who’s for dinner?
Victory belongs to the player who makes the next-to-last mistake.
Fang snapped out his huge wings and shone the penlight under his chin so it raked his cheekbones and eyes. My mouth dropped open: He looked like the angel of death.
Big Sale. Last Week.’ Last week? Why advertise? I already missed it. They’re just rubbing it in.
The truth will set you free, its the little white lies that’ll save your ass.
Why did Piglet, Eeyore, and Christopher Robin stick their heads down the toilet? Easy. They were looking for Pooh.