Beton Quotes & Sayings

I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind. — Lauren Oliver

Twitter is a form of free speech, and I'm all for that. But if Cee Lo Green, a maverick of sorts, can't get on Twitter and say something outlandish or outrageous, then what is the whole point of Twitter at all? — CeeLo Green

Gratitude is the real treasure God wants us to find, because it isn't the pot of gold but the rainbow that colors our world. — Richelle E. Goodrich

we don't live in Plato's Commonwealth, and when we can't have perfection we ought to comply with the measure that is least remote from it. — Bernard Bailyn

I didn't learn to read until I was almost 14 years old. Reading out loud for me was a nightmare because I would mispronounce words or reconstruct things that weren't even there. That's when one of my teachers discovered I had a learning disability called dyslexia. Once I got help, I read very well! — Patricia Polacco

We got boobies!" the kid me said, gawking at my chest. "I'm really glad we got boobies. Finally. — P.C. Cast

parents pushed shopping carts filled with boxes of all shapes and sizes, as well as screaming children of all shapes and sizes. I — Cindy Sample

With him being so charming, and so perfect, so heart-achingly beautiful, but tarnished in all of the right places, and in all of the ways that I understood so well, how could I not love him? — R.K. Lilley

Knowledge is the only elegance. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Real life isn't like those comic books you love so much. — James L. Rubart

Compromise is simply changing the question to fit the answer. — Merrit Malloy

All of us have darkness inside us, and at times it possesses and seduces us in ways we never thought possible. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Black Americans should be given credit for finding probably the perfect weapon; the weapon of the song. And that song continues. Most holocausts don't, so they have this bitterness left over. The phenomenon of the world, as far as Black Americans are considered, is that we are not a bitter people. — Nikki Giovanni

With her mother's remarks about his uncle in mind she looked at him with fresh interest and was forced to acknowledge that he too was actually a bit of a hunk. His hair was short, very dark and curly, and he had the sort of craggy face which might no longer be fashionable in the age of the New Man and the sarong but which would certainly appeal to any woman whose favourite fantasy involved caves and clubs and a bit of chest-pounding. — Aline Templeton