Alias Marshall Quotes & Sayings

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. — Walt Whitman

The dramatic art would appear to be rather a feminine art; it contains in itself all the artifices which belong to the province ofwoman: the desire to please, facility to express emotions and hide defects, and the faculty of assimilation which is the real essence of woman. — Sarah Bernhardt

I remember reading about the astounding number of people in this country who die within three years of retiring, which proves to me that if you lose the sense that you are producing or contributing in some way, you literally lose the will to live, and that if you do have a reason to hang on, you will. — Tony Robbins

A little story is supported by a lot of untold backstory. What they get is more than what they see. — Karen Lord

We can serve humanity with our divine passions and gifted skills. — Lailah Gifty Akita

It was funny how as soon as you knew there was something better, what you had seemed unbearable. — Max Barry

Sam said, Hey, you want to get high?
Amy had taken his words to mean You are so beautiful I am undone by you. — Alice Hoffman

Brave is the thief who carries a lamp in his hand. — Idries Shah

Velma eyed Kate assessingly. She swiped at her hairline with fingers decorated with several diamond-studded gold rings and long nails shellacked with opalescent pearl polish. "Kate," she said in a ominous tone, "how old are you now?"
Ah, Kate thought. Here it comes. Though Velma and Peg had spent their entire lives in Redbud, Kate knew them well from their annual trips to Dallas to see Gran, "I'm thirty-one."
"Why in the world haven't you married anyone yet?"
"Well..." I'm holding out for Prince Harry. I have cooties, so that makes it hard. Shark attack killed the last prospect. — Becky Wade

He'd torn a hole through that man's khaki's with his warning shot? Uh. Wow. Obviously they didn't mess around in Ranger school. — Kristen Ashley

There are no chains of houses; there are no crowds of men. The colossal diagram of streets and houses is an illusion, the opium dream of a speculative builder. Each of these men is supremely solitary and supremely important to himself. Each of these houses stands in the centre of the world. There is no single house of all those millions which has not seemed to someone at some time the heart of all things and the end of travel. — G.K. Chesterton