Beautifu Quotes & Sayings

Mew - mew. Mew." I jump back from her finger swipes. "I am fluent in pussy, but I have no idea what this fucking means, Georgia. — Pella Grace

Why do we allow the painful destruction of our most precious &valuable resource: our children, our future? Why do we have the right to live when they do not?" - Zara Heritage — Zara Heritage

While appropriation art is critical to art, it's an ambiguous art form in the world of the Supreme Court. — Lawrence Lessig

Losing through you
what seemed myself, i find
selves unimaginably mine. — E. E. Cummings

Costume jewelry is not made to give women an aura of wealth,
but to make them beautifu — Coco Chanel

My dear fellow, you may laugh, but I give you my word that I shall be very glad to have you back safe and sound in Baker Street once more.
- Holmes, to Watson. — Arthur Conan Doyle

One Christmas build-up tradition, however, has totally bypassed me - that of going up to town and 'doing a show.' — Julie Burchill

The way I challenge myself is by writing something that really engages me, that doesn't have an easy answer, and isn't always an easy book to write. — Jodi Picoult

I've never had friends, and I don't like to be around big groups of people. — Taylor Momsen

Raju Hirani films are filled with simplicity and goodness. I really love such films. — Anushka Sharma

Remember that you will never reach a higher standard than you yourself set. Then set your mark high, and step by step, even though it be by painful effort, by self-denial and sacrifice, ascend the whole length of the ladder of progress. — Ellen G. White

The end of a dissolute life is most commonly a desperate death. — Bion Of Smyrna

William Blake is my favorite poet of all time, and he said that he wasn't quite familiar with the sounds of music. If so, he would have been a musician. — Benjamin Clementine

Gos was still out there in the forest, the dark forest to which all things lost must go. I'd wanted to slip across the borders of this world into that wood and bring back the hawk White lost. Some part of me that was very small and old had known this, some part of me that didn't work according to the everyday rules of the world but with the logic of myths and dreams. And that part of me had hoped, too, that somewhere in that other world was my father. His death had been so sudden. there had been no time to prepare for it, no sense in it happening at all. He could only be lost. He was out there, still, somewhere out there in that tangled wood with all the rest of the lost and dead. I know now what those dreams in spring had meant, the ones of a hawk slipping through a rent in the air into another world. I'd wanted to fly with the hawk to find my father; find him and bring him home. — Helen Macdonald

The Roman tyrant was content to be hated, if he was but feared; and there are thousands of the readers of romances willing to be thought wicked, if they may be allowed to be wits. — Samuel Johnson

This is war! Isn't it bloody? — George Orwell