Bezoomny Quotes & Sayings

She was beautiful, only hers was the dark beauty of night, just as Sherry's was the bright beauty of daytime. Her hair was raven-black, ending in a sort of widow's peak low on her forehead, and her face and arms were alabaster- white. Her gown was a clinging thing of swirling black, almost like smoke, and two peculiar shoulder-draperies she wore, hanging down loosely and caught at the wrists, almost suggested great triangular wings when her arms were in motion.
Her lips were a red gash in the pallor of her face, and they glistened as though she had daubed them with fresh blood instead of rouge.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Call me Faustine," she said low. I saw her staring fixedly at me, with a sort of half-smile on her face, but her gaze rested a little lower than my own face. I fingered my neck uneasily. "Is there something on my collar?"
("Vampire's Honeymoon") — Cornell Woolrich

Many times one is forced to descend to deep, dark regions, in order to find there the greatest, noblest and freest light. — Abraham Isaac Kook

This bread and wine are the simple but eloquent monument to the infinite love of the Son of God, around which we gather with tender, tearful gratitude, because He loved us'so, and because we know that our garlands of affection and consecration are pleasing to Him. — Abbott Eliot Kittredge

I always had a tremendous amount of rage about the business, and I thought turning that into comedy was healthy. — Andy Kindler

Now, leave."
All three boys slumped forward. Percy fell face-first into his pizza.
"Percy!" Annabeth grabbed him. — Rick Riordan

It's good to surf whatever waves are going on right there as they're happening. — Ben Mendelsohn

Cora didn't know a whole lot about wendigo, but there were ways in which they were just like people: they wanted above everything to live through the night

("Stay") — Leah Bobet

I have been on TV quite a few times as a poker player. — Jerry Buss

Then I noticed, in all my pain and sickness,what music it was that like crackled and boomed on the
sound-track, and it was Ludwig van, the last movement of the
Fifth Symphony, and I creeched like bezoomny at that. "Stop!"
I creeched. "Stop, you grahzny disgusting sods. It's a sin, that's
what it is, a filthy unforgivable sin, you bratchnies! — Anthony Burgess

There are so many ways to account for negative outcomes that it is safer to doubt one's methods before doubting one's subjects. — Frans De Waal

Not even Dee's good influence could keep me from trying to hurt my parents the way they hurt me. At least that's what my court-appointed therapist thinks, and I hate to admit that she's probably right.

I also hate to admit that she's court-appointed. — Emery Lord

The crosses with which our path through life is strewn associate us with Jesus in the mystery of His crucifixion. — John Eudes

The moose is singularly grotesque and awkward to look at. Why should it stand so high at the shoulders? Why have so long a head? Why have no tail to speak of? — Henry David Thoreau