Adezio Syrup Quotes & Sayings

History is the action and reaction of these two, nature and thought. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

An idyllic period of my existence was when I had a den attached to my home ... a writing den, and no one had access to that unless they had their own special visa, applied for weeks in advance. — Wole Soyinka

Suddenly, I was just sure he was going to kiss me. He was there, I could feel his breath, the ground solid beneath us. But then something crossed his face, a thought, a hesitation, and he shifted slightly. Not now. Not yet. It was something I'd done so often - weighing what I could afford to risk, right at that moment - that I recognized it instantly. It was like looking in a mirror. — Sarah Dessen

The trouble with this dog is that it has grown too close to human beings, it will suffer as they do. — Jose Saramago

Quantitatively speaking, 'conversation' is inversely proportional to economic standing. If you are traveling in a bus, your fellow passengers will get into a conversation with you very quickly and without any reservation. If you are traveling by first class on a train, people will be more reserved. If you are traveling by air, then the likely hood of getting into a conversation is quite small. If you are in first class on an international flight then you may travel 24 hours without exchanging a single word with the person sitting next to you. — Sudha Murty

Supposing I've said I hate him, or worse still, that I love him, in my sleep. — E.L. James

I wronged him, Katra. Greatly. I had the entire world in my hand at one time and I didn't know it. I let stupidity blind me and I lost him because of that. (Artemis)
Then tell him you're sorry. (Kat)
As your father would say, there are some things 'sorry' can't repair. Some pains run too deep to ever be healed by something as simple as words, no matter how much you mean them. (Artemis) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

very acutely conscious — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

How ... ?" she began, and she stopped. She was too tired. She hoped that she wouldn't have to say the rest of the sentence, that Billy would finish it for her. But Billy had no idea what was on her mind. "How what, Mother?" he prompted. She swallowed hard, shed some tears. Then she gathered energy from all over her ruined body, even from her toes and fingertips. At last she had accumulated enough to whisper this complete sentence: "How did I get so old? — Kurt Vonnegut