Blanksonablank Quotes & Sayings

Argument is to me the air I breathe. — Gertrude Stein

The flying? I'm not worried about it. I'm safe up there. I feel very comfortable with my abilities flying an airplane. — Cory Lidle

Crow paced back and forth, his form flickering like flame. "It's been a thousand years, Alister. I never intended for anyone to find it, so it's very well protected. One little misstep, and you and my line will be history."
"Since when are you so concerned about your line?" Han said.
Crow stared at him for a long moment. "Since I found out I had one, — Cinda Williams Chima

David James Elliott and I keep in touch via phone. — Patrick Labyorteaux

Enjoy what you have this moment. Don't wait around for something that might not happen. — Xena Thornton

I feel like a rock being skipped through the ocean - pain, relief, pain again, relief again, eventually destined to sink. — Adam Silvera

It is impossible, for example, while preserving reason, to want senselessness. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Love ... is a deep unity maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit; reinforced by (in Christian marriages) the grace which both parents ask, and receive, from God. — C.S. Lewis

I'm trying to let a poem do what a poem does:
Make things simpler
We don't need poems to make things more complicated
We have each other for that
We need poems to remind ourselves of the things that really matter — Colleen Hoover

Seve was one of the most talented and exciting golfers to ever play the game. His creativity and inventiveness on the golf course may never be surpassed. His death came much too soon. — Tiger Woods

The word revolution itself has become not only a dead relic of Leftism, but a key to the deadendedness of male politics: the revolution of a wheel which returns in the end to the same place; the revolving door of a politics which has liberated women only to use them, and only within the limits of male tolerance. — Adrienne Rich

And as he was capable of giant joy, so did he harbor huge sorrow, so that when his dog died the world ended. — John Steinbeck

A walk through an old graveyard shows our ancestors often had more dead children than we have live ones. — P. J. O'Rourke

They destroy lives with work. What for? They rob men of their lives. What for, I ask? My master - I lost my life in the textile mill of Nefidov - my master presented one prima donna with a golden wash basin. Every one of her toilet articles was gold. That basin holds my life-blood, my very life. That's for what my life went! A man killed me with work in order to comfort his mistress with my blood. He bought her a gold wash basin with my blood. — Maxim Gorky