Abiodun Kumuyi Quotes & Sayings

I think that the habit of gloomy poetry is very funny. It's like a special competition in losing. — Miroslav Holub

He was staring into my eyes, and I felt that shivery thing that happens when you look in someone's eyes and you get goose bumps because you're gaining access. — Bill Konigsberg

And her dreams that didn't happen, that couldn't have happened because she'd pinned them on somebody too broken and unattainable to love her back. — Janette Rallison

My mom was always active. She was always an active voter, whether it was local, state, or federal elections. My mom would take us to polling locations when we were kids. — Scarlett Johansson

We simply don't have the words to convey the force of these perceptions to our straight selves, perhaps because they are the kinds of perceptions that precede words. — Michael Pollan

That radicalism (of the '70s) was phony, really, because it was out of guilt. I'd always felt guilty that I made money, so I had to give it away or lose it. I don't mean I was a hypocrite. When I believe, I believe right down to the roots. — John Lennon

The roles for women in theatre are much better than they are in film. — Kim Cattrall

It wasn't until I was 18, when I was graduating high school, that I went and bought a guitar on a whim. — Sam Hunt

Expert teachers fulfill four main roles: they engage, enable, expect, and empower. ENGAGE — Ken Robinson

It is in the vision of the physical eyes
That no invisible or secret thing exists.
But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God
What thing could remain hidden under such Light? — Meghan Nuttall Sayres

In the presence of love, all that is false falls away. — Michael Blomsterberg

Cam lifted the back of the U-Haul door to find Perry holding up a pair of Nana's enormous, silky white underpants.
'Whoops,' said Cam. 'You'll have to make do.' And she shut the door, ignoring Perry's continued pounding on the side of the trailer.
'I packed some cute stuff for her, too,' Asher said regretfully. — Wendy Wunder

Someday," I say softly, "you'll tell me the whole story. I'll wait."
"When you know the whole story, you won't want me anymore. I'm that girl."
"Don't count on that."
When I lift my eyes to her face, she's watching me with something like wonder. "What?"
She shakes her head, "I can't figure you out."
"Good." I cup her face in my palms and trace her bottom lip with my thumb. "Then maybe you won't be able to figure out how to push me away. — Lexi Ryan