We may be surrounded by some greater reality, to which we are oblivious. And even if we could somehow perceive it in some entirely new way, it is extremely doubtful we would be able to comprehend what we perceived.
There was something special about being in a strange place, all alone in a mass of people even if you had just screwed up your life, or perhaps especially if you had just screwed up your life.
The impossible is more believable than the highly improbable.
It’s funny how you can go from hating a girl to maybe liking her, maybe liking her a lot, just because she shows a little interest in you.
I may have ruined my life, but at least I got to eat some really good Chinese food.
But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you... Your muscles will toughen. So will your heart and soul. That’s necessary for survival. But don’t lose touch with that person deep inside you, or else you won’t really have survived at all.
Nothing in life is easy. But that’s no reason to give up. you’ll be surprised what you can accomplish if you set your mind to it.
When you spend your whole life living in a hole,” he said, “the only way you can go is up.
Back at the compound, they had dug in a systematic order, row upon row, allowing space for the water truck. But out here there was no system. It was as if every once in a while, in a fit of frustration, the Warden would just pick a spot at random, and say, “What the hell, dig here.” It was like trying to guess the winning numbers in a lottery.
Someday, the Cloud of Doom will be gone, and the world will be a much better place, even better than before the Cloud. Colors will be more colorful. Music will be more musical. Even Miss Mush’s food will taste good. The bigger the storm, the brighter the rainbow.
I have been to the White House,” Jeff admitted. “If you want, I’ll tell you about it.” Bradley thought a moment, then said, “Give me a dollar or I’ll spit on you.” 2.
The piles were a lot bigger than his hole was deep.
Stanley wondered if this was how a condemned man felt on his way to the electric chair – appreciating all of the good things in life for the last time.
Dana raised her hand. “I learned about exaggeration,” she said. “It was all my teacher ever talked about. We had like ten thousand tests on it, and the teacher would kill you if you didn’t spell it right.” “That’s very good, Dana!” said Mrs. Jewls. “You learned your lesson well.
Well, the first hole’s the hardest,” Magnet said.
After all, if you’re not scared, then there’s nothing to be brave about, is there?
If Stanley and his father weren’t always hopeful, then it wouldn’t hurt so much every time their hopes were crushed.
Girls hate it when their clothes get dirty.
She looked around. There was a bulletin board covered with A papers. She looked from one paper to another and hoped, with all her heart, that she’d see one with Bradley’s name on it. She didn’t.
Next to it was another sign which declared that it was a violation of the Texas Penal Code to bring guns, explosives, weapons, drugs, or alcohol onto the premises.