In 1965, my father was just twirling the dial of the radio to find something that would make me go to sleep,… — Jello Biafra Copy Share Image
If you take this life to be simply what old religious folks pretend (I mean the effete, gone to seed in a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
Anyone who tries to keep track of what is happening in China is going to end up by wearing all the skin… — Robert Benchley Copy Share Image
The information. Every bit that of information that was ever in your brain. But the information is not the mind Jenna. That… — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
I push against the tree and run away, stumbling, the unreal night playing with me, gravity pulling from below, behind, above, making… — Mohsin Hamid Copy Share Image
