I love you and I miss you: come home safe.” Connections make us individuals. Ironic, isn’t it? The more connected, the more unique our life becomes…

The most amazing mechanism in the known universe is the human brain; it takes in information all the time then uses it, all of which is happening, of course, without human knowledge. Typical…

For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all: nothing false and possible is love(who’s imagined,therefore limitless)love’s to giving as to keeping’s give;as yes is to...

. . . the mysteries, on belief in which theology would hang the destinies of mankind, are cunningly devised fables whose origin and growth are traceable to the age of Ignorance, the mother of credulity.

Aku berharap dia ada disini, titik.

You did say something I found offensive yesterday.What was that?I believe the word you used was friends.

In March of that year, I saw a man named Paul Barkley shot to death. It happened late at night in the parking lot of a café in Santa Rosa called Galileo’s.

I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town somewheres and he give me some money and I...

You ache with it all; and the more mysterious it is, the more you ache.

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath…He’s always,always in my...

Water creates so much beauty, life and mystery.

He sidestepped down the alley and into another one connected to a small garage, where a raccoon with matching black eyes just like his own halted in mid-step next to a trash can.They stared at...

The mystery of life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced.

Viktor, what?

O, great wise man,’ she said, ‘I have been wondering so many things. Is life more than sitting at home doing the same thing over and over? Wise man, is life more than watching one’s...

Lella York, the self-proclaimed queen of passive-aggressive behavior. [Lella’s perceptive view of herself]

She had her sonar continually set for excuses to entertain, to bring together influential and powerful people in a mix that hummed, sizzled, throbbed, and sometimes burst into flames. But I was delighted to be...

On the edge of dreaming when the brain lets go, when it stops its scheming, our blood runs slow… Then the heart speaks clearly of the things it knows, things it brought so dearly at...

I am taken to the police station and they place me in an interrogation room. I am there for about thirty minutes before someone walks in.

The greatest book is one written by your pen, but not exactly from your mind.

I was drunk but not drunk enough to say what I wanted, that we don’t live our lives so much as come to them, as different people and things collect mysteriously around us.

I don’t think anyone could really know her, just as the peak of her struggle blooms, she again appearered to have held it all together when the whole world; would have thought, she’d fall Apart.

There was that sound again–snap, then a footfall. She tried to whirl around as a dark form–Dear God–sprang with a splash from the darkness–grabbed her from behind, shoved her under the water.

Voters have soaked up a noggin full of negativity over the last twenty years, with an economy we had to bring back from collapse, plus terrorist attacks and wars in Iraq and Afghanistan. I don’t...

Writing is a pleasure but family is a blessing!

UFO is a joke when there ain’t mystery in the sky.

Consider this a fair warning.

I cannot forecast to you the action of Russia. It is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.

He threw himself to his knees at the stone and tore his damning testimony from the pages of its testament. He held the only evidence of his identity in his hand and in one motion...

Faith and love are apt to be spasmodic in the best minds. Men live the brink of mysteries and harmonies into which they never enter, and with their hands on the door-latch they die outside.

She shoved her hands in the deep silk-lined pockets…where she felt the cold steel of a revolver.

So I got on with the business of lawyering away at the evidence. Minimizing it. Defending Jacob.

nested dolls” that break apart at the waist to reveal smaller and smaller dolls inside…it occurred to me to me later that each of us, like the nested dolls, contains multiple selves, making us a...

The root cause of the reset remains a mystery, but I guess the occasional odd glitch is to be expected from a vehicle that’s been on Mars for almost 600 sols.

…twenty.” – Faolán MacIntyre

I’m determined.” (Violet to Doc)

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

Il s’étonna de réfléchir sur des problèmes qu’il ne s’était jamais posés. Et pourtant revenait contre lui, avec un murmure mélancolique, la masse des douceurs qu’il avait toujours écartées: un océan perdu. “Tout cela est...

When my son speaks of playing sports, I’ve always told him: playing on the team is great, but aspire to be the guy who owns the team. I’ve always told my son: most of the...

I ran out the door but it was to late….. i felt a sharp pain in my back as i heard the gun shoot

In an English village, you turn over a stone and have no idea what will crawl out.Miss Marple

Did you see the octopus?” Someone shouted after the dive. Yes, I thought, but who among us knows what it was doing? What else was THERE, just then? WHY?

The basements of the churches I’ve loved reveal the foundation of the spiritual life to be not belief so much as engagement with the mystery lurking at the base of all things. We build a...

We’ve worn him out, son. Keep on him. He’s ours for the catchin’.

Sheriff Fox was running his fingers through his thin hair. In a few short years, he’d look bald as a peeled apple. The Snoop sisters and their sidekick, the town’s bag lady no less, had...

Vivant sans souffle,Froid comme la mort,Jamais assoiffé, toujours buvant,En cotte de mailles, jamais cliquetant.(Le poisson)

What’s the hurry? From my experience, dead bodies don’t get any deader.

We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild,...

I could go crazy on a night like tonightWhen summer’s beginning to give up her fightAnd every thought’s a possiblilityAnd the voices are heard but nothing is seenWhy do you spend this time with meMaybe...

Our town carves up and spits out a few seeds each year. We all approach autumn with dread because nobody wants to be a seed.