2054 Sheridan Quotes & Sayings

I'm definitely curious. I love pop culture. I'm glued to it. I can watch garbage TV, but then I can also watch great theater. — Michael Kors

The only thing dumber than a broody hen was a New York Democrat. — Stephen King

Do I advise you to love thy neighbor? I suggest rather to escape from thy neighbor and to love those who are the farthest away from you. Higher than the love for thy neighbor is the love for the man who is distant and has still to come. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Nice girls aren't always what they seem. — Taylor Cole

He knows that kind of love. It is what he feels for Gallicina. It is the world reformed, made new, each time the lover sees the beloved's face. It is the miracle which makes the cosmos dance, which keeps the planets in their courses, which fuels the fire of the stars. It is salvation. — Susan Palwick

The majority of Aboriginals do not want handouts because they realise that welfare is killing them. — Pauline Hanson

U-boat commanders called this their 'Happy Time'. Between January and July 1942 they sank 495 merchant
ships and 142 tankers, a total of 2,500,000 tons. Why did it take America so long to respond to such an obvious threat? — Derek Robinson

Both Zen and mysticsm have this beautiful quality of happiness and laughter, which I think is so necessary in our modern age. — Frederick Lenz

The first thing they teach you is how to be somebody else. It starts from the moment you're born. You're pulled out into the world to be peered at and analysed. — Zainab Omaki

People often shit themselves when they die. Their muscles slack and their souls flutter free and everything else just...slips out. — Jay Kristoff

No man got an erection from looking at "brown string sandals. — Mary Roach

As soon as that majestic force,
which had already pierced me once
before I had outgrown my childhood, struck my eyes,
I turned to my left with the confidence
a child has running to his mamma
when he is afraid or in distress
to say to Virgil: 'Not a single drop of blood
remains in me that does not tremble
I know the signs of the ancient flame.'
But Virgil had departed, leaving us bereft:
Virgil, sweetest of fathers,
Virgil, to whom I gave myself for my salvation.
And not all our ancient mother lost
could save my cheeks, washed in the dew,
from being stained again with tears. — Dante Alighieri