He had held out shakily, like a tree that had been hacked down to its breaking point. But that kiss was the last swing, the final impact, and he gave in finally, felled.

His leaving had been like snipping off the end of a rope - leaving two unraveling strands.

Take it easy, friend, " siad Peter, regaining his balance, quickly understanding the condition Henry w

She didn't want to be considered a woman yet, wasn't ready to be the recipient of jewelry from men.

He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent.""I keep telling everyone that, " she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me.

My son is my son till he have got him a wife But my daughter's my daughter all the days of her life.

Purpose is a desire for something in our own power, coupled with an investigation into its means.

The reality of any place is what its people remember of it.

Little books are the things to write at my age, I've decided. Avoid the big ones, go for the little ones.

I love The Walking Dead. I’m a massive fan of that show.

Today, the notion of progress in a single line without goal or limit seems perhaps the most parochial notion of a very parochial century.

I go out there to win. People don't care if you die in this business. The only way I get back is with success.

Comedy clubs have brick walls behind the performer. Bricks make you funny. When I'm in front of a fireplace, I'm hilarious.

I think women secretly yearn for the return of John Wayne and don't even know it.