Attiyah Blair Quotes & Sayings

Often as writers, we are surprised by what we learn about ourselves. It runs counter to what we've thought about who we are. But it is closer to the truth. — Rob Bignell, Editor

Tragedy is what happens to me; comedy is what happens to you. — Mel Brooks

All that tends not to charity is figurative. The sole aim of the Scripture is charity. — Blaise Pascal

Who would want to be poked by some dumb girl with a stick? — Lauren Myracle

That Day We will fold up heaven like folding up the pages of a book". (Qur'an The Prophets 21:104. — Qur'an

I'm a doctor of cowshit, pigshit, and chickenshit ... when you doctors figure out what you want, you'll find me out in the barn shoveling my thesis. — Kurt Vonnegut

The chief task was to stop the arms race before it brought utter disaster. However, after the collapse of communism and the disintegration of the Soviet Union, any rationale for having nuclear weapons disappeared. — Joseph Rotblat

Inspirational quotes are dances of light that shine in dark places during your life. — Shannon L. Alder

Write. Edit. Repeat. — Miles White

The starting point of a picture for any painter is a matter of colors and form ... I believe that the poetry of art - if that is what one may call it - is a matter of animating these forms and colors. — Georges Braque

Sorrow's a tall mountain you climb one inch at a time. You ain't supposed to do it quick; else you won't profit from the journey. — Jan Watson

The final stretch of drive ended at a small cottage nestled in a grove of ancient live oaks. The weathered structure, with chipping paint and shutters that had begun to blacken at the edges, was fronted by a small stone porch framed by white columns. Over the years, one of the columns had become enshrouded in vines, which climbed toward the roof. A metal chair sat at the edge, and at one corner of the porch, adding color to the world of green, was a small pot of blooming geraniums.
But their eyes were drawn inevitably to the wildflowers. Thousands of them, a meadow of fireworks stretching nearly to the steps of the cottage, a sea of red and orange and purple and blue and yellow nearly waist deep, rippling in the gentle breeze. Hundreds of butterflies flitted about the meadow, tides of moving color undulating in the sun. — Nicholas Sparks

The only thing separating Americans and Brits is a comman language. — H.P. Mallory

Thank the good Lord for a job. — Wynton Marsalis

The girl stopped and looked as if she might pull back in surprise, but instead stood regarding Montag with eyes so dark and shining and alive, that he felt he had said something quite wonderful. But he knew his his mouth had only moved to say hello, — Ray Bradbury