Books have a way of finding their way into our lives, usually, right when we need them the most.
She was the breeze on a summer's day, the first drops of rain when the earth was parched, light from the evening star.
Quite simply the book and I were meant to be together.
Those who live in memories are never really dead. " The House At Riverton
Round and round the questions flew, until finally I found myself standing at the open door of a bookshop. It’s natural in times of great perplexity, I think, to seek out the familiar, and the high shelves and long rows of neatly lined-up spines were immensely reassuring. Amid the smell of ink and binding, the dusty motes in beams of strained sunlight, the embrace of warm, tranquil air, I felt that I could breathe more easily.
She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her outline and leaped, free.
In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.
I'm not a very organized person for being uber work-obsessed. I struggle to keep it all organized because everything can become important and, when you have so many spinning plates, they sometimes can cancel each other out because you lose track of everything.
No one should be judged by their defects. The great virtues a person has are his or her especially. But their errors are the common weakness of humanity and should never be counted in estimating a person’s character.
Illegal immigrants are beginning to comprise a black market class of workers in our society, jeopardizing the financial health of companies which play by the rules, while themselves vulnerable to the exploitation by those willing to take advantage of their illegal status.
Twitter has been my life's work in many senses. It started with a fascination with cities and how they work, and what's going on in them right now.