But i can't let you go, " he said. "How could I let you go? I searched my heart"—he shrugged— "and I love you.

You will love the ocean. It makes you feel so... I don't know. Small, but not in a bad way. Small because you realize you're part of something bigger.

But he thought that if the world was layered with meaning, then she was the evidence, right here.

She felt justified in hurting him, because he had hurt her...but now all her justifications fell away like dead butterflies...

We're all just people...We all have things we deal with, but it's all right. We always muddle through.

I feel like a three-dimensional girl in a two-dimensional world.

As the days dwindled towards the end of the week I knew only one thing: I couldn't return to our old life. Haroon had taken Honour and Al with him,

In the absence of a confirmed fact, rumors are usually sanctified as the truth. And that is what goes out there in the media.

People aren't evil and people aren't good. They live how they can one day at a time. They come out of dust they go back to dust, dusty feet, no wings, and whose fault is that?

When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred, He quoth: "A large cold bottle, and a small hot bird!"

You blame me for weeping, but how can I help it when you will not weep for yourselves, though your immortal souls are on the verge of destruction.

I wanted to take off all my clothes and never wear them again.

Open source is an intellectual-property destroyer, I can't imagine something that could be worse than this for the software business and the intellectual-property business.

The days passed, as they do, and life went on.

If we had more hell fire preaching in the pulpit then we would have less hell bound people in the pew.

I do a lot of smiling. Friends. Weed.