Arkadia wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head upon the muscular cliff face he called his chest.

That girl is just plain crazy, " Chey said as she looped her arm through Arkadia's. 'I swear when they were handing out social skills she was still in the line for shoes.

And books, she knew by then, were one of the necessities, the rocks of her life.

Shake off this downy sleep, death’s counterfeit, And look on death itself!

Every honest man lives for himself. Every man worth calling a man lives for himself. The one who doesn't - doesn't live at all.

The vote has been costly. Prize it...understand what it means and what it can do for your country.

Today is my grandfather's birthday." "How old is he?" "Sixty-three. It's hard to believe he was once a human being.

I came to you, Jane. Every night this week, I came to you. I didn't want you to be alone. And I didn't want to sleep without you." -Vishous

Isn't there any statute of limitation in things spiritual? I don't believe any large mind dwells on its sins, any more than on its virtues!

The poet's first rule must be never to bore his readers; and his best way of keeping this rule is never to bore himself-which, of course, means to write only when he has something urgent to say.

Open-heart surgery is now part of a typical life experience for many people. Folks talk casually about 'having a stent put in,' as if they had their tires rotated.

I have two kids, and I don't have to spank my kids.