Boredom can be a very good thing for someone in a creative jam.
Grief is like a drunken house guest, always coming back for one more goodbye hug.
Not all boats which sail into darkness never find the sun again, or the hand of another child; if life teaches anything at all, it teaches that there are so many happy endings that man who believes there is no God needs his rationality called into serious question.
It’s a wholly illogical but nonetheless powerful belief that things will change for the better in a new place; that the urge to self-destruct will magically disappear.
On some level I believed him completely, as we always believe on some level, the worst thing our hearts can imagine.
Money can’t buy happiness, but it allows one to endured unhappiness in relative comfort.
The thing about this job is people go to psychiatrists and pay them $60, $70 an hour to tell them all their screwed-up fantasies, and I write mine down and people pay me. That’s just how I roll.
She felt like Captain Ahab, for the first time sighting his great white whale.
I pointed at Wireman’s forehead. “This is your brain,” I said. Then I pointed at my easel. “This is your brain on canvas.
In a democracy we sometimes have to put up with things we don’t life or approve of.
See the TURTLE of enormous girth! On his shell he holds the earth. His thought is slow but always kind; He holds us all within his mind. On his back all vows are made; He sees the truth but may not said. He loves the land and loves the sea, And even loves a child like me.
When I was a kid, my mother said, ‘Stephen if you were a girl, you’d always be pregnant.
Oh, about beer I never lie,’ Crandall said. ‘A man who lies about beer makes enemies.
That lesson suggests that in the end, we can only find peace in our human lives by accepting the will of the universe.
Sixty-four has a way of forgetting what twenty-one was like.
The multiple choices and possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to. They are like strings on a guitar. Strum them and you create a pleasing sound. A harmonic. But then start adding strings. Ten strings, a hundred strings, a thousand, a million. Because they multiply!
I have to remind myself that some birds aren’t meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they’re gone.
Oigo voces en mi cabeza, y si no recuerdo mal, lo he hecho siempre.
It was a moment he remembered for years after, as though a special small slice had been cut from the cake of time. If nothing fires between two people, such an instant simply falls back into the general wrack of memory.
It’s just that I was thinking you don’t ride in that truck of yours, you wear it.