There seemed no answer. He wasn't resigned to anything, he hadn't accepted or adjusted to the life he'd been forced into. Yet here he was, eight months after the plague's last victim, nine since he's spoken to another human being, ten since Virginia had died. Here he was with no future and a virtually hopeless present. Still plodding on. Instinct? Or was he just stupid? Too unimaginative to destroy himself? Why hadn't he done it in the beginning when he was in the very depths? What had impelled him to enclose the house, install a freezer, a generator, an electric stove, a water tank, build a hothouse, a workbench, burn down the houses on each side of his, collect records and books and mountains of canned supplies, even - it was fantastic when you thought about it - even put a fancy mural on the wall? Was the life force something more than words, a tangible, mind-controlling potency? Was nature somehow, in him, maintaining its spark against its own encroachments? He closed his eyes. Why think, why reason? There was no answer. His continuance was an accident and an attendant bovinity. He was just too dumb to end it all, and that was about the size of it. Richard Matheson
When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.
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Paulo Coelho
What's meant to be will always find a way
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Trisha Yearwood
It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.
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Vincent Van Gogh
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've...
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Nicholas Sparks
More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.
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Roy T. Bennett
More Quotes By Richard Matheson
This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.
You're gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of confidence. Either that or a scented candle
You can live your whole life not realizing that what you're looking for is right in front of you.
Can I say something?'' Go on'' I'm a little drunk'' Me too. That's okay.'' Just.. I missed you, you know.'' I missed you too.'' But so, so much, Dexter. There were so many things I wanted to talk to you about, and you weren't there-''same...
Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will. I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry.
