I suppose I will go on selling newspapers until at last will come the late night final.
The thing people don't realize, God bless them, is that my books are supposed to suck.
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination
It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
You are. . . Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. " -Bella
Those old adages - you attract more with honey; do unto others - are true. You can get attention by being acerbic or mean or making a bizarre comment. But by being nice, being empathetic, building relationships and listening, people begin to recognize that you're thoughtful and respectful of their position.
Why should we ever continue anything if the first parts are the best?
It's time to resist efforts of the American Civil Liberties Union who have conducted a religious lobotomy on this country, seeking to strip it of any vestige of religious influence.
Every woman I have ever loved has left her print upon me, where I loved some invaluable piece of myself apart from me-so different that I had to stretch and grow in order to recognize her. And in that growing, we came to separation, that place where work begins.