Son,' my father said to me, 'someday this will all be yours.
Harry closed his eyes. He never wanted to open them again. His heart sent this message to his molecules: "For reasons obvious to all of us, this galaxy is dissolved!
A saint is a person who behaves decently in a shockingly indecent society.
All people are insane. They will do anything at any time, and God help anybody who looks for reasons.
Every sentence must do one of two things-reveal character or advance the action.
That specific remedy for the worldwide epidemic of depression is a gift called the blues.