Annexes Quotes & Sayings

Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottle of blues — Gram Parsons

A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults. — Charles Kingsley

It was really weird dealing with the media. I had no idea how to handle it. — Laura Dekker

When people find their calling and receives their commission, enemy will appear to hinder the fulfillment of this commission — Sunday Adelaja

{Y}ou make do with what you're given, and I've spent a good many years learning to write fine-sounding sentences so that I can hide behind them. It's the way of the hermit crab, with nothing to recommend it but the pretty shell it annexes for its own. — Norman Lock

He barely even owned his own name, and even that had been worn thin and threadbare through the years. — Patrick Rothfuss

The true artist is known by what he annexes, and he annexes everything. — Oscar Wilde

It is only the unimaginative who ever invents. The true artist is known by the use he makes of what he annexes. — Oscar Wilde

My job is not to talk smack about anything. This is why I dislike strongly doing magazine articles: My personality does not translate to print. People don't read it as sarcasm, and it just comes off badly. — Sandra Bullock

Smart people ask for help, because it's a much more efficient way of doing things than wasting time doing it the wrong way. — Grace Helbig

Sometimes you're so nice, I can't believe I ever hated you. - Keely to Jack — Lorelei James

Authority. The antithesis of science. — Stephen Baxter

Prolific libraries take on an independent existence, and become living things ... We may have chosen its themes, and the general pathways along which it will develop, but we can only stand and watch as it invades all the walls of the room, climbs to the ceiling, annexes the other rooms one by one, expelling anything that gets in the way. It eliminates pictures hanging on the walls, or ornaments that obstruct its advance; it moves on with its necessary but cumbersome acolytes
stools and ladders
and forces its owner into constant reorganization since its progress is not linear and calls for ever new kinds of diviion. At the same time, it is undeniably the reflection, the twin image of its master. To anyone with the insight to decode it, the fundamental character of the librarian will emerge as one's eye travels along the bookshelves. indeed no library of any size is like another, none has the same personality. (pp. 30-31) — Jacques Bonnet