Appledusk X Quotes & Sayings

Perhaps I am his hope. But then she is his present. And if she is his present, I am not his present. Therefore, I am not, and I wonder why no-one has noticed I am dead and taken the trouble to bury me. For I am utterly collapsed. I lounge with glazed eyes, or weep tears of sheer weakness.
All people seem criminally irrelevant. I ignore everyone and everything, and, if crossed or interrupted in my decay, hate. Nature is only the irking weather and flowers crude reminders of stale states of being. — Elizabeth Smart

You have to believe in yourself, that you're gonna succeed. — Cindy Margolis

I believe Jean-Marie Le Pen is a man of his word, and he will not go back on his words. — Marion Marechal-Le Pen

It was hard to accept that she had almost no feelings, maybe
none at all, for me as a man. This hurt so bad at times it felt like
someone was gouging out my guts with a knife. Still, the time I
spent with her was more precious than anything. — Haruki Murakami

dignity was simply that they'd had to manage on their own when they grew up, and therefore saw it as their right not to become reliant on others when they were adults. There was a sense of pride in having control. In being right. — Fredrik Backman

Appledusk, help me!" The pale brown warrior shook his head. "Why should I? It's your fault that these kits are dead. I never want to see you again. — Erin Hunter

Being a part of the theater community has been important to me from the time I was a child, through my parents. — Lily Rabe

For me, I feel like reality TV is anything but these days. — Aubrey O'Day

For a moment Appledusk looked as if he was going to disagree, then he nodded. You're right. Come on, we'll take one kit each. Mapleshade, follow us. — Erin Hunter

The ride's not over yet, princess. — Codi Gary

I had joked about my bones being found by the roadside. Notify the four winds. Up here i might never be found. Keen-eyed vultures would pick the bones clean. Wind and rain would bleach them and in time they'd dissolve into the earth.
I looked up, and a gust of wind swirled the mist, and i saw that glint of gold, so close now, just up ahead. one last effort, to haul and drag myself up over ragged rocks, and at last I stood, breath rasping, limbs shaking, my body one long ache, covered in grime and thick greasy sweat, in front of Hakuyu's cave. The patch of colour I'd seen was a simple bamboo blind, yellowed with age, and painted on it was the outline of a dragon, and the dragon's eye was a dot of gold. That was what had led me all this way. — Alan Spence