He spoke in a trembling voice that didn’t seem to be entirely in sync with the movement of his lips. That’s because sound travels slower in halitosis.

The coding was anachronistic, kind of like bokeh in a renaissance painting.

Simon did not solve problems, he just shamed them into going away.

It had been an embarrassing moment, like the one you get when you realize for the first time that you have what it takes to become an accountant.

Many things have been compared to a brick, mainly as a tribute to their intellect or to their aerodynamic characteristics.

Ignite your lamp of peace and enlighten the world from the darkness of hatred.

Chamber music - a conversation between friends.

In the hot summer months, popsicles are a perfect way to cool down while enjoying a delicious, fruity treat. Frozen, refreshing, mouth-friendly candy on a stick cannot get any better... or can it?

It seemed out of place to think of consequences during the fiesta.

People are born soft and weak. They die hard and stiff.

Hope is the only good thing that disillusion respects.

Thus does the Muse herself move men divinely inspired, and through them thus inspired a Chain hangs together of others inspired divinely likewise.

You know, if one paints someone's portrait, one should not know him if possible.

Paul patted Mrs. O'Leary's snout. The living room shook —BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—which either meant a SWAT team was breaking down the door or Mrs. O'Leary was wagging her tail. I couldn't help but smile.

That God, Who dwells in my hand, Knows this secret plan Of the things He will do for the world Using my hand!