53rd Quotes & Sayings

I sent a mass of thanks, love, trust through Constantine's threads, as I escaped. Resigned acceptance, irritation, and grudging fondness returned along the path. — Anne Zoelle

10 East 53rd Street — Bernard Cornwell

We are expanded by tears, we are told, not reduced by them. — Michael Ondaatje

Good to know, even after a family drama, Gwen's still hard at work on that great ass," he noted.
"Gus!" Maria shouted. I laughed. So did Hawk. I didn't hear it, but I felt it up against me. It felt really nice. Hawk's laughter faded. I missed it when it was gone until Maria muttered, "She might be dazzled but she's not afraid of using a cleaver. I see good things," and I got Hawk's laughter back again. — Kristen Ashley

Ten truths must you find during the day; otherwise will you seek truth during the night, and your soul will have been hungry. — Friedrich Nietzsche

I could head east from Fifth Avenue and reliably reach Madison, turn south from 53rd and get to 52nd every single time. The scientist - or the Buddhist - might declare such perceptions were illusions, but not one of them would head uptown to get to the Bowery. They knew what they knew. They saw what they saw. So — Andrew Klavan

My son gave me the permission to accept my success. — Gary Burghoff

I think after you live it's like before you lived. — Jonathan Safran Foer

The fun we'll have tonight is called figging. — Cherise Sinclair

Chewing and barking do not make you a dog, you need the patience. — M.F. Moonzajer

These people in the North-east of Ireland, from old prejudices perhaps more from anything else, from the whole of their past history, would prefer, I believe, to accept the government of a foreign country rather than submit to be governed by honourable gentlemen below the gangway [i.e. the Irish Nationalist Party]. — Bonar Law

One night the month before, back on the other side of the Belgian border, Aughenbaugh had delivered a lecture on the etymology of the word war. He said that he had looked it up and it came from an ancient Indo-European root signifying confusion. That was a foxhole night, bitter cold. The 5th Panzer Army was making its last great push west. You had to hand it to those Indo-Europeans, my grandfather thought, rolling through Vellinghausen. Confusion shown on the faces of the townspeople. War confused civilians every bit as surely as it did the armies who got lost in its fogs. It confounded conquest with liberation, anger with heartache, hunger with gratitude, hatred with awe. The 53rd Combat Engineers looked pretty confused, too. They were milling around at the edge of town, contemplating the long stretch of road between and beautiful downtown Berlin, trying to figure out if they ought to mine it or clear it of mines. — Michael Chabon

I have a piano and a guitar, and I tend to switch back and forth between those two instruments to help me get inspired. — Sean Lennon

If the monkeys had been concerned only with monkey Beings they would never have become men. — Harry Hooton