19682 Oceanaire Quotes & Sayings

I took the road less travled, now I'm lost. — Neil Leckman

Love is unconditional selflessness — Jeremy Griffith

One mark of a good officer, he remembered, was the ability to make quick decisions. If they happen to be right, so much the better — Larry Niven

I work on one page, revising and polishing until I can't make it better, then move on to the next. Some pages might get 20 or more drafts before I move on. — Dean Koontz

I hold the door to the post office open for a weathered man in a wheelchair. He is gracious, thanking me. One leg is missing, and just as I notice this, I see the sticker on the back of his chair: VIETNAM VETS.

My thoughts jumble as an ache brews in my heart. I think of war and how it destroys, divides, and damages. I see the faces of those in the refugee camp and those who found their names on The List and are now in America. I want to tell this wounded soldier that I am sorry for his loss and for the abandonment he may have felt upon his return. I want to say other things, but right now I'm just honored to hold the door for him. — Alice J. Wisler

Darkness will always be...its own master... — C.K. Mullinax

So you shouldn't really flatter yourself that they want to be your buddy. They don't. Generally. They want you for some reason or other, and you just have to fend that off all the time. — Kurt Loder

Our spiritual life is a venture in the dark, between the soul and God, and no spiritual life is worth the name unless it is so. — Janet Erskine Stuart

So Gallagher grew up in a weird microcosm of the wider world outside Beacon. His father, and his brother Steve, and his cousin Jackie looked like normal human beings and even sometimes acted like them, but most of the time they veered between two extremes: reckless violence when they were drinking, and comatose somnolence when the drink wore off. Ricocheting — M.R. Carey

Memory is like glass. A person who has died is still visible, very close. But we can no longer contact each other. Death is mute; it excludes conversations, only allows silence. — Henning Mankell