Barrage Cellars Quotes & Sayings

Henry James's definition of the purpose of a novel: To help the human heart to know itself. — P.D. James

Some women's arms are places of exile; others are a native land. — Amin Maalouf

Because of our failure to live out our beliefs, our own lack of moral clarity, and our meddling with partisan politics, Western culture no longer looks to Christianity as its moral source. — Philip Yancey

A pseudo-event ... comes about because someone has planned it, planted, or incited it. Typically, it is not a train wreck or an earthquake, but an interview. — Daniel J. Boorstin

If you are her man, she will talk to you until there just
aren't any more words left to say, encourage you when you're
at rock bottom and think there just isn't any way out, hold you
in her arms when you're sick, and laugh with you when you're
up. And if you're her man and that woman loves you - I mean
really loves you? - she will shine you up when you're dusty,
encourage you when you're down, defend you even when she's
not so sure you were right, and hang on your every word, even
when you're not saying anything worth listening to. — Steve Harvey

Tapping into the aether, well, it was like coming home at the end of the day and finally being able to take a bra off.
It was that good. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Guard against that vanity which courts a compliment, or is fed by it. — Thomas Chalmers

For Indigenous people, the goal for our land is definitely about protection, but it's also about use. We see ourselves as so integrated with our territory that our protection is tied to our use and our use is tied to our protection. We use the resources on our territory to live. — Rebecca Adamson

No, I said. And maybe it was only because Alaska couldn't hit the brakes and I couldn't hit the accelerator. — John Green

I am a hollow shell, the crab's died, there's nothing left inside. Don't they know that? — George R R Martin

In 1985 I'd never seen a mullet before, had no idea what a mullet was, what it was called, or why someone might choose to endure such a thing except for the simple pleasure that comes from having two haircuts on one head. All I knew was that it looked monumentally stupid. — David Liss

I love her," Kane suddenly remarked from the other side of the room. "God bless her heart. I love her."
He was chuckling wickedly as he looked back at the Felines staring at him. "Wolves eat cats for dinner.
By God, I wanna be a wolf." He looked at Sherra and growled. — Lora Leigh