Beighley Saw Quotes & Sayings

You can get there from here, though there's no going home.
Everywhere you go will be somewhere you've never been.
Theories of Time and Space — Natasha Trethewey

You don't think your way to a new way of living. You live your way to a new way of thinking. — David Schnarch

The horizon was shitting a sun, casting a glow on a layer of fog that was settling in the low areas like puddles of ghost piss. — David Wong

In so much firm, pleasure-loving flesh, we cannot find the merest trace of a moral nervous system. That explains the whole enigma of Casanova's subtle genius. Lucky man that he is, he has only sensuality, and lacks the first beginnings of a soul. Bound by no ties, having no fixed aim, restrained by no prudent considerations, he can move at a different tempo from his fellow mortals, who are burdened with moral scruples, who aim at an ethical goal, who are tied by notions of social responsibility. That is the secret of his unique impetus, of his incomparable energy. — Stefan Zweig

His head pounded with such intensity, he feared it would explode. It was hard for him to control himself around her. It was in his nature to crave her blood, and the craving was like a toothache that wouldn't stop throbbing. — Angela Snyder

At some point in any adult life, we have to understand that business decisions cannot be made with an emotional bias. — Carlos Wallace

You're bloody brilliant, Ranulf."
"Well, yes," Ian said as Win let him go and headed toward the door. "But would you mind telling me what brilliance I imparted this go round? — Kristen Callihan

I'd discovered another of life's cliches by being with jude: the happier you are in life, the faster it passes you by. — Nicole Williams

B-but, Mr Jimson, I w-want to be an artist.'
'Of course you do,' I said, 'everybody does once. But they get over it, thank God, like the measles and the chickenpox. Go home and go to bed and take some hot lemonade and put on three blankets and sweat it out.'
'But Mr J-Jimson, there must be artists.'
'Yes, and lunatics and lepers, but why go and live in an asylum before you're sent for? If you find life a bit dull at home,' I said, 'and want to amuse yourself, put a stick of dynamite in the kitchen fire, or shoot a policeman. Volunteer for a test pilot, or dive off Tower Bridge with five bob's worth of roman candles in each pocket. You'd get twice the fun at about one-tenth of the risk. — Joyce Cary