Becnel Produce Quotes & Sayings

Journalism: an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space. — Rebecca West

"I promised him something," I answer softly. I don't want to admit what he already knows. That there's more going on between me and Morpheus than I ever let on.
"A promise, huh? How romantic." His words slash like knives. He's become a master at wielding more than a brush since he's been here. "So that's why you've crashed our little paradise. To keep your promise to Morpheus."
I wince. "No. I came to rescue you both. You have every right not to believe me ... to be mad at me. I know this has been hell. This place ... it's broken you."
"I was broken before that." His tortured expression delivers the allegation - thanks to you and bug-rot - better than his voice ever could. — A.G. Howard

Life was groovy, it was fun; it couldn't change in a jiffy.
It dawned upon me that Life is a Sine Curve, and it is nothing but iffy. — Rajat Mishra

Just because I choose to question religion doesn't mean that I'm spitting in God's face; it's the opposite. I'm tired of people spitting in God's face. I'm tired of seeing these divisions over a different type of Christianity, over a different type of Islam. — Immortal Technique

Decide the friends, mentors & leaders you want in your life, in your inner circle, and court them with emotional generosity. Make it matter. — Gary W. Goldstein

Houses are really bodies. We connect ourselves with walls, roofs, & objects just as we hang on to our livers, skeletons, flesh & bloodstream. I am no beauty, no mirror is necessary to assure me of this absolute fact. Nevertheless I have a death grip on this haggard frame as if it were the limpid body of Venus herself. — Leonora Carrington

We all tell the truth as we see it — Cassandra Clare

After the Soviet withdrawal, many Afghan Communists had rebranded themselves as Islamists and joined the mujahedeen. — Anand Gopal

Grief is different. Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life. — Joan Didion