I know positively… that each of us has the plague within him; no one, no one on earth, is free from it. And I know, too, that we must keep endless watch on ourselves lest...

If we fail, the planet will grow sterile and your people will die in hunger, thirst and waves of plagues. Our people and the thrm’s will die more slowly because the poisons here will render...

Hope…which is whispered from Pandora’s box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our...

Having always observed that most of them who constantly took in the weekly Bills of Mortality made little other use of them than to look at the foot how the burials increased or decreased, and...

It is in the thick of a calamity that one gets hardened to the truth, in other words to silence.

I have long been of the Opinion, says he, that the Fire was a vast Blessing and the Plague likewise; it gave us Occasion to understand the Secrets of Nature which otherwise might have overwhelm’d...

You’re murderers,” she told the stunned crowd. “You killed him. He was a miracle, and you killed him. Now you’ve just got me. And I’m a curse.

Humans are the unrivaled plague the nature has even seen.

I grant we should add a third category: that of the true healers. But it is a fact one doesn’t come across many of them, and anyhow it must be a hard vocation. That’s why...

One feature of the usual script for plague: the disease invariably comes from somewhere else. The names for syphilis, when it began its epidemic sweep through Europe in the last decade of the fifteenth century...

I celebrate my birthday in ways not seen this side of the Old Testament. I celebrate my life like the Dead Sea, and my party is a BYOP (bring your own plague) event.

War is the plague of mankind; I am and remain in solidarity with eternal peace.

On moonlight nights the long, straight street and dirty white walls, nowhere darkened by the shadow of a tree, their peace untroubled by footsteps or a dog’s bark, glimmered in the pale recession. The silent...

Cabeza de Vaca had wrapped her in his arms and in his language, whispering about a life she did not understand although understanding seemed to form just beyond the sea and sand, waiting there for...

to try and fix the world. To try and save anyone from their ration of misery.”We have always loved war. We are born knowing that war is why we’re here. And we love disease. Cancer....

It’s Sanjit. It’s a Hindu name. It means ‘invincible.'””That’s great,” Lana said.”Invincible. I can’t be vinced.””That’s not even a word,” Lana said.”Go ahead: try to vince me,” Sanjit said.

One of the cafés had that brilliant idea of putting up a slogan: ‘the best protection against infection is a good bottle of wine’, which confirmed an already prevalent opinion that alcohol is a safeguard...

I think it would be funny to dye somebody’s pool red and then throw dead fish in it. And before you run out of there, you could leave a stone tablet with these words etched...

You’re staring,” Lana said.”Yes. I am. I’m a teenage boy. Beautiful girls in wet underwear have a tendency to cause staring in teenage boys.

Death moved in the night, in search for blood, and when it found Life, it passed on by, like a cloud that moves by the face of the moon. When he found those dead without...

Every night I pray I whisper into a megaphone, not only so God is sure to hear, but also my neighbors, because I pray to God He’ll deliver pestilence and plague to the residents next...

He didn’t mind if she hated him. They were never going to be a cute romantic couple like Sam and Astrid. Clean-cut, righteous, all that. The perfect couple. He and Diana were the imperfect couple.

Here is the tragedy of theology in its distilled essence: The employment of high-powered human intellect, of genius, of profoundly rigorous logical deduction—studying nothing. In the Middle Ages, the great minds capable of transforming the...

Sometimes I ask God what I did to deserve her love. I maintain my innocence, and of all the forms of God’s wrath from plagues, pestilence, and famine, her love is by far the cruelest.

No,” Lana said, “I’m not going to heal your scratch.””Good,” Sanjit said.”Good? Why good?””Because when you hold my hand, I don’t want it to be work for you.

Was it possible to feel nostalgic about something that had never happened to him, possible for nostalgia to be taken in by the body as a free pathogen to infect the consciousness with stray sentiments?...

Twas doing nothing was his curse. Is there a vice can plague us worse?

A plague rides on the air here. The smell of rot! This is Doal’s realm. Can’t you feel it? The keep is doomed, don’t you see? No, I will not pass through this gate. There...

We are but cells living in a much larger organism, however, this does not make our existence less significant – for an organism without cells is no organism at all. We define it; we make...

The fleeting systems lapse like foam,'” he mumbled what was evidently a quotation. “That’s it—foam, and fleeting. All man’s toil upon the planet was just so much foam. He domesticated the serviceable animals, destroyed the...

Some, often without knowing it, suffered from being deprived of the company of friends and from their inability to get in touch with them through the usual channels of friendship, letters, trains, and boats. Others,...

Miracles are like murders. After the first one, each becomes easier than the last for, with each success, the miracle-worker’s certainty in himself becomes stronger.

We are a plague on the Earth.

I like to bunch words together to form new words, like “off” and “ice” to form “office.” But I have no idea what an office is, because I avoid work like the plague. Is office...

They fancied themselves free, and no one will ever be free so long as there are pestilences.

Our virus is a lot smarter than the ones you see in zombie movies. It doesn’t make its victims stagger around slobbering and moaning so anyone in their right minds would run the other way....

[Pope] Clement waved his hands in irritation as if to dismiss the very idea. “The world is crumbling into ruin. Armies are marching. Men and women are dying everywhere, in huge numbers. Fields are abandoned...

March 1898What a strange dream I had last night! I wandered in the warm streets of a port, in the low quarter of some Barcelona or Marseille. The streets were noisome, with their freshly-heaped piles...