Adorations Instrumental Quotes & Sayings

Medea is without words, without thought. She has unstrung the world, pulled some vital thread and unraveled all. Nothing to do now but hold her breath and find out whether a new world re-forms. — David Vann

We cannot defer this responsibility to posterity. Time will not wait. — Walter Cronkite

Her eyes went so wide they nearly bulged. It was probably wrong of me to find that amusing. Or to want to take a photo of Nicholas with his fangs out and wearing a black cape lined with red satin and then hang it over my pillow in a heart-shaped frame. — Alyxandra Harvey

If you look for me, I'm in the fiction section. Romance has its own section. — Nicholas Sparks

Plenty and peace breed cowards; hardness ever of hardiness is mother. — William Shakespeare

In other countries, it's a common thing to have outcast children running around the streets in packs, and I don't think we're so far away from it here. — Penelope Spheeris

You should study more to understand that you know little. — Michel De Montaigne

Good music always defeats bad luck. — Jack Vance

I hope you will like the little things I have sent you. You seem to be most interested in Railways just now, so I am sending you mostly things of that sort. I send as much love as ever, in fact more. We have both, the old Polar Bear and I, enjoyed having so many nice letters from you and your pets. If you think we have not read them you are wrong; but if you find that not many of the things you asked for have come, and not perhaps quite as many as sometimes, remember that this Christmas all over the world there are a terrible number of poor and starving people. I (and also my Green Brother) have had to do some collecting of food and clothes, and toys too, for the children whose fathers and mothers and friends cannot give them anything, sometimes not even dinner. I know yours won't forget you. So, my dears, I hope you will be happy this Christmas and not quarrel, and will have some good games with your Railway all together. Don't forget old Father Christmas, when you light your tree. — J.R.R. Tolkien