I am, as it were, the created creating—a paradox, for all its rhetorical trappings, at the beating heart of our shared human journey, and one I invite you to struggle with just as I have...

I love you so much. Our love is eternal.

As a rule of thumb, it was always safer if the Commander-in-Chief formulated a risky plan.

«She had Google, and she had Wikipedia. She could look up anything obscure, any words or phrases that she didn’t understand. A romance novel was just a book, while the Internet was the Internet. The...

İdam sehpasının birkaç metre ötesinden, Saint-Jean-Decolle tarikatından dört keşiş, siyah kukuletaları, kaba kumaştan giysileri içinde, idam mahkûmlarına işkence yapılmasından sorumlu bu dört din adamı, mahkûmlar kilisesinden, Beatrice’in babasının ikinci eşini -baba katlinde suç ortağı ve...

Misunderstanding and distrust—the predominant elements of a novel. Without them, everyone lives happily from beginning.

Pressed against her I can hear eternity — hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered “Hush”.

The world is always full of the sound of waves.The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who...

Long novels written today are perhaps a contradiction: the dimension of time has been shattered, we cannot love or think except in fragments of time each of which goes off along its own trajectory and...

Any self-defense class worth its salt will tell you thatyou don’t pull out a weapon unless you intend to use it.The same should apply to ballsy remarks.

No sé, todavía qué es lo que separa el aprecio del amor.

Međutim, onaj ko ne voli pripadnike drugih naroda, ne voli, naglasio sam, ni svoj narod, te ako kažem da ne volim strance, ja u isto vreme priznajem da živim u praznini, lišen bilo čije ljubavi....

Then he smiles because he knows deep in his bones that his dad has gone and said something really funny probably. He kicks off his sheet and slides his feet into his slippers. Bunny sits...

I went mad before he did, you killed everything in me. Kiss me,will you. Stop defending yourself.

In its basic form, nursing can be seen as a duty, but beyond the incessant operational activities that lay the foundation of our daily work, the profession is all about grace. Helping people is a...

Suffering is tossed by handfuls over the multitudes, with most of it falling on some people and little or none of it on others.

Now call your old lady and tell her to come out here. Go ahead and don’t try no funny stuff.

Love has different shape, like this falling snow in winter

When I lifted up the skin, a fat kidney worm dripping with gore raised its bald, blind head and glared at me.

I don’t know why I told you all those things, but I did. Maybe it was because I’m a drunk, and sometimes drunks like to confess.

For a moment, I wondered how different my life would have been had they been my parents, but I shook the thought away. I knew my father had done the best he could, and I...

Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.

I don’t write constantly; it’s two serials and a novel a year.

They all dreamt of each other that night, as was natural, considering how thin the partitions were between them, and how strangely they had been lifted off the earth to sit next each other in...

There were many tomorrows to be lived through his children. He could only hope that they would face them more courageously than he had, that his mistakes would serve as warning signs rather than crutches...

Zaman sekarang, kepentingan hidup jadi makin egois dan tempat untuk cinta kadang dilibas juga. Cinta nggak bisa milih tempatnya sendiri untuk tumbuh, esensinya sama dengan perjodohan. Mungkin orang tua kita nggak ngejodohin, tapi kita sendiri...

—Pues bien; lo que yo quiero son realidades. No les enseñéis a estos muchachos y muchachas otra cosa que realidades. En la vida sólo son necesarias las realidades.

In my end lies my beginning” Who said that? Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots (1542-1587).

Our souls need music, Robert, as our bodies need touch.

He had a book to finish. Ten-thousand words. The other ninety thousand had been difficult. This last tenth seemed impossible. His plot had become derailed. He was unable to see his way through the smoke...

Inspiration doesn’t always come in chronological order.

To be human is to be beautifully flawed.

Speak up and speak clearly. I want to hear what you have to say because it matters. Let’s listen to each other and respect one another’s opinions. Although, they may be different, wisdom allows us...

As a fan of Agatha Christie, I think a brilliant mystery novel would be trying to identify the meat contents in a McDonald’s hamburger.

I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don’t have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they...

Since the moment when, at the sight of his beloved and dying brother, Levin for the first time looked at the questions of life and death in the light of the new convictions, as he...

The novel is born not of the theoretical spirit but of the spirit of humor.

Parenthood doesn’t improve one’s character, it exposes it.

I never want you to deny anything about yourself because you have grown up thinking it’s unacceptable or inconvenient for the people around you.

Are you sorry? Do you wish you could do it all again and go off and write novels instead of being a teacher?No. You can’t trade what is for what might have been.

I mean – what if my younger self should call my mother while I’m there visiting her? Is there really another version of me? Or by coming here from the future, did the younger me...

If you’d saved the girl, you’d be a hero. Next time.

The green-eyed angel came in less than a half hour and fell docile as a lamb into my arms. We kissed and caressed, I met no resistance when I unlaced the strings to free her...

Why worry, if today be sweet’?

I have only men like you n novels, men who lived their own idiosyncrasies.

Madam Kluger, pufoasă, apretată şi cu genele at t de albe înc t par pudrate cu zahăr, îmi face un cornet artistic […]

Güçlük var. Fakat imkansız değil. Biz şimdi bir aksülamel devrinde yaşıyoruz. Kendimizi sevmiyoruz. Kafamız bir yığın mukayeselerle dolu; Dede’yi, Wagner olmadığı için, Yunus’u, Verlaine, Baki’yi, Goethe ve Gide yapamadığımız için beğenmiyoruz. Uçsuz bucaksız Asya’nın o...

Most times, my mind is just an ongoing, present-tense, first-person monologue. It’s like I’m writing a novel, constantly, but only in my brain.

Guilt makes people do the weirdest things. It must be awful to have a conscience.

Whenever I’d get howlin’ over something, he’d grab my ass up from wherever I was and head straight for the john. Momma said my head would get banged up along the way, but she said...