Alagaesia Book Quotes & Sayings

If you will fling yourself under the wheels, Juggernaut will go over you; depend upon it. — William Makepeace Thackeray

The Hollywood structure was monopolistic, run by four or five big studios. — Gene Tierney

And his pale skin showed signs of sunburn. — Nora Roberts

Celebrate your differences. It's what makes us unique and keeps things interesting. — Truth Devour

I write in order to express what the photo itself cannot say. A photograph of my father doesn't tell me what I thought of him, which for me is much more important than what the man looked like. — Duane Michals

I just believe that life is more than rehearsing how to die. — Ralston Bowles

Outside the world was ending and snow continued to fall. — Emily St. John Mandel

As Miriam released my hand I felt that she and Midwife Bell had returned to a more primitive world, where men never intruded and even their role in conception was unknown. Here the chain of life was mother to daughter, daughter to mother. Fathers and sons belonged in the shadows with the dogs and livestock, like the retriever growling at Midwife Bell's unfamiliar car from the window of my neighbours' living room. — J.G. Ballard

We've just gone through this period of years where the players in the game were at least written about as being a Democratic administration, establishment Republicans, and then the rabble-rousing radicals of the tea party. And it was like a three-way negotiation between them. But we are going to enter an era where there's a physical, powerful, vibrant progressive movement that will, I think, be able to exercise power in the same way as the right-wing and the right does. — Ben Wikler

It's not the flying that's the hard part; it's the landing. — Lisa Gardner

You might as well talk to my baby daughter. You'll get more sense out of her — Kenny Dalglish

Nothing in the community lives in isolation from the rest, not even the queens of the social insects. Nothing lives only in itself, needing nothing from the community. Nothing lives only for itself, owing nothing to the community. Nothing is untouchable or untouched. Every life is on loan from the community from birth and without fail is paid back to the community in death. The community is a web of life, and every strand of the web is a path to all the other strands. Nothing is exempt or excused. Nothing is special. Nothing lives on a strand by itself, unconnected to the rest. As you saw yesterday, nothing is wasted, not a drop of water or a molecule of protein - or the egg of a fly. This is the sweetness and the miracle of it all, Jared. Everything that lives is food for another. Everything that feeds is ultimately itself fed upon or in death returns its substance to the community. — Daniel Quinn