I get verklempt if I see a vintage TI-30 or TI-54 calculator. But I don't think I'd want to use one.
If nothing else, we simply get used to being alive.
We'll go to a place that's quiet and dry and talk about precious things.
If you're not a tree hugger, then you're a what, a tree hater?
Once you see someone lose it, you can never look at them the same way again.
Everyone wants to share what he or she has learned with someone who really cares.
It also allows you to look as though you're not particularly from the present, future or past, either.
Our achievements may make us interesting, Tyler, but our darkness makes us lovable.
She thought about her life and how lost she'd felt for most of it. She thought about the way that all truths she'd been taught to consider valuable invariably conflicted with the world as it was actually lived. How could a person be so utterly lost, yet remain living?
I've been thinking about this so much. When I say time I mean history, or... I think it's human to confuse history with time.
People are leaky.
It is indeed a mistake to confuse children with angels.