Abigail Hawk Quotes & Sayings

In the darkness, she listened to the silence. She wallowed in the beautiful nothing it made. — A. Lynn

It was a sign of decaying culture, of course, that dams had been built against the further development of ideas. — Isaac Asimov

[Their marriage] will not be all cakes and ale.... They are too much alike to be the ideal match. Patty is thick-skinned and passionate, too ready to be hurt to the heart by the mere little pinpricks and mosquito bites of life; and Paul is proud and crotchety, and, like the great Napoleon, given to kick the fire with his boots when he is put out. There will be many little gusts of temper, little clouds of misunderstanding, disappointments, and bereavements, and sickness of mind and body; but with all this, they will find their lot so blessed, by reason of the mutual love and sympathy tat, through all the vicissitudes, will surely grow deeper and stronger every day they live together, that they will not know how to conceive a better one. — Ada Cambridge

He who thinks his place below him, will certainly be below his place. — Sir George Savile, 8th Baronet

The artist is extremely lucky who is presented with the worst possible ordeal which will not actually kill him. At that point, he's in business. — John Berryman

I wouldn't consider them acts of war, but I would consider them acts of property damage, commercial theft that are serious. — Barack Obama

Two left-handed gloves don't make a pair. Two half-truths don't make a truth. — Multatuli

How hard it is to make an Englishman acknowledge that he is happy! Pendennis. Book ii. Chap. xxxi. — William Makepeace Thackeray

Baseness that does not possess its own starting point [or principle] is always less harmful than that which does possess it, and intellect is such a starting point. It — Aristotle.

Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die, — Charles Bukowski

Surely, one kiss wasn't enough to turn Fielding the virgin into Fielding the seducer. — Eli Easton

He wonders if words aren't an essential element of sex, if talking isn't finally a more subtle form of touching, and if the images dancing in our heads aren't just as important as the bodies we hold in our arms. Margot tells him that sex is the one thing in life that counts for her, that if she couldn't have sex she would probably kill herself to escape the boredom and monotony of being trapped inside her own skin. Walker doesn't say anything, but as he comes into her for the second time, he realizes that he shares her opinion. He is mad for sex. Even in the grip of the most crushing despair, he is mad for sex. Sex is the lord and the redeemer, the only salvation on earth. — Paul Auster