Benold Quotes & Sayings

Twenty-five years run around so quickly but thirty one years is a long time. — Gertrude Stein

What's cheaper than a gallon of gas? An ebook. Save a dollar, stay home and read! — Shandy L. Kurth

I'm on a missionary journey to become the best version of myself. — Kyle Shewfelt

It's a geode. You can sess that, the way the rock around you abruptly changes to — N.K. Jemisin

We thought it was drops
of dew and kissed
cold tears from the crossgrass. — Jonas Hallgrimsson

Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard. — William Shakespeare

I shall be delighted to see you again this evening."
"Will you?"
(chuckles) "How tart! Positively lemonish of you."
"Lemonish; really. — Julia Quinn

The only names of objects which connote nothing are proper names; and these have, strictly speaking, no signification. — John Stuart Mill

If you conduct yourself with peace love and compassion, then you are God. — Sathya Sai Baba

A man should not so much respect what he eats, as with whom he eats. — Michel De Montaigne

Music is my life, professionally, for nearly 60 years. To be recognized by the academy is still the highest honor. — Ray Charles

So now that began to develop into a full-fledged shouting match of its own, and all in all it was soon a full-scale old-style Bombay tamasha, with people watching from every balcony and window in every building, up and down the road, laughing and giving advice and yelling at each other. — Vikram Chandra

ARPA's mandate - to support smart people in a variety of areas - was carried out based on the unwavering presumption that researchers would try to do the right thing and, in ARPA's view, overmanaging them was counterproductive. — Ed Catmull

The importance of setting a date, as in choosing a colour, is a matter of selection. Orange may be seen equally well as 'the decline and fall of red' or 'the rise and triumph of yellow'. — Donald Thomas

Dread skittered down my spine and brushed away the last tendrils of sleep. Pushing back the bed linens, I disentangled myself from Polly. Then I put my bare feet on the wooden floorboards and felt the early autumn chill on my legs. I glided soundlessly down the stairs, drawn inexorably to Papa's chamber, the only room where the candles still burned bright. I — Stephanie Dray