Anayah Blanchard Quotes & Sayings

Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly. — Victor Hugo

It was the purest love without purpose other than love itself. Without tenure or jealousy. — Luis Sepulveda

We have a prime minister, I'm the foreign minister, I'm trying to get on with the job of doing Australia's foreign policy. — Kevin Rudd

I stared at the words and they did not swim or blur. Rats have no tears. Dry and cold was the world and beautiful the words. Words of good-bye and farewell, farewell and so long, from the little one and the Big One. I folded the passage up again and I ate it. — Sam Savage

I ran for Congress, just once. — Shirley Temple

I think most writers can't really think about their work without a kind of revulsion. And I think that's probably why we keep going back and trying again, trying to do better each time. — Paul Auster

The next night, alone in the tent, Laurent said: 'As we draw closer to the border, I think it would be safer
more private
to hold our discussions in your language rather than mine.'
He said it in carefully pronounced Akielon.
Damen stared at him, feeling as though the world had just been rearranged.
'What is it?' said Laurent.
'Nice accent,' said Damen, because despite everything, the corner of his mouth was beginning helplessly to curve up.
[ ... ]
It was of course no surprise to find that Laurent had a well-stocked armoury of elegant phrases and bitchy remarks, but could not talk in detail about anything sensible. — C.S. Pacat

Wonder admits to the existence of mystery ... recognition of mystery allows the possibility of Truth. — Dean Koontz

If these are the last 34 games of my NBA career, I want them played as tough as I can. — Antonio Davis

Then she spotted in the corner, glowing wonderfully, a Wurlitzer jukebox. ' Holy shit!' It was like being on a commuter train through the Bronx and seeing among the piles of crushed cars a pasture with a lone white horse. — Garth Risk Hallberg

Put two Yankees in a room together, and in an hour they will each have gained ten dollars from the other. — Jules Verne

They lie in bed and recount everything they've experienced over the course of the past forty-eight hours. Debating the meaning of it all, if there is one. They try to determine whether this series of events is just a result of temporary bad fortune - an anomaly - or whether it's a sign of a truly bad thing coming, something catastrophic. As is often the case, they find themselves arguing opposite sides: he says it's going to be okay, and she says it's not, that nothing will ever be the same again. They defend their positions for a while and then they switch. — Jonathan R. Miller