Bijambare Quotes & Sayings

I know it is fiction to imagine, but what would happen if we stood on the rubble of attacks against us, whether literal or figurative, physical or emotional, personal or political, and we chose to forgive rather than escalate? What does that world look like? Maybe we'll never know. But I like to pretend. — Hugh Howey

No account of the Renaissance can be complete without some notice of the attempt made by certain Italian scholars of the fifteenth century to reconcile Christianity with the religion of ancient Greece. — Walter Pater

From the moment she'd first seen him in the Fontaine ballroom, she'd been lost. The passionate kiss a week later had destroyed her. Even now she could feel the heat of his expert lips against hers, and the remembrance of his taste made her mouth water. — Sylvia Day

Sometimes when people ask you to do things you think you are above, you need to evaluate why you think you are above it. — Monica Johnson

Insomniacs know that there is something about the night. A darkness, an energy, a mystery that shrouds things. It hides things at the same time as it illuminates them. It is this thing that allows us to examine our thoughts in a way that we can't during the day. It is this thing that brings truth and clarity. — Courtney Cole

I didn't know what to say when someone's given you a small free kiss in the dark ... — Glenda Millard

There is no consensus, there is no homogeneity, there is no truth. — Ward Churchill

No one really likes Switzerland, except those who prefer cleanliness to life. — Trevanian

Tell them we'll be dancing, dancing 'til we drop, it's time to get down and do the Horizontal Bop. — Bob Seger

Everybody is sitting around saying, 'Well, jeez, we need somebody to solve this problem of bias.' That somebody is us. We all have to try to figure out a better way to get along. — Wilma Mankiller

Are you sure it wouldn't work?" said Jo urgently, in a quiet voice. "Are you sure you don't want to see him again?
Laura wanted to laugh. Those were two totally separate things, weren't they? — Harriet Evans