A history of literature, unlike history as such, ought to list only victories, for its defeats are no victory for anyone.
Our language needs endless synonyms for beautiful; the eyes could see what the tongue cannot possibly describe.
And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt.
I was obsessed with religious questions, the basics: Why are we here? Why is the world so beautiful?
I find at moments I'm as fragile as glass.
The earth here is beautiful. And it still belongs to the dead.
Evil is a point of view. . . God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately. . . for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are none so like him as ourselves.
What are we doing to keep the light shining in our own eyes and countenances; Much of that light comes from our discipline dedication and consecration.
I am at peace with God and all mankind.
Drugs and alcohol are not my problem — reality is my problem. Drugs and alcohol are my solution.
Shrimps ought to stay small and curled up in their cocktail sauce, if you ask me.