she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.
I was six years old when my parents told me that there was a small, dark jewel inside my skull, learning to be me.
You know what they say the modern version of Pascal's Wager is? Sucking up to as many Transhumanists as possible, just in case one of them turns into God.
Widespread caffeine use explains a lot about the twentieth century.
No one grows up. That's one of the sickest lies they ever tell you. People change. People compromise. People get stranded in situations they don't want to be in… and they make the best of it. But don't try to tell me it's some kind of… glorious preordained ascent into emotional maturity. It's not.
For there is a truth which cannot be bought or sold, imposed by force, resisted or escaped.
On his eighteenth day in the tiger cage, Robert Stoney began to lose hope of emerging unscathed.
My mother had me sort the eyes
I think Steve King is absolutely wrong and I just hope that we can try to reach higher ground, because when you are spewing this kind of nonsense, things that Donald Trump says, Ben Carson says, but also [Marco] Rubio and [Ted] Cruz and even Jeb Bush have said.
The Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue really sets the social standard for what people expect the perfect woman's body to look like, and a lot of those bodies usually look the same.
Now, I feel that if somebody looks through all the numbers through all those years, they will find one for Julius Rosenberg, and it is worth finding if it is such an important issue.