Blattys Quotes & Sayings

Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world
Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees
In the center of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head
Mangled hands, naked eyes
Fanged snakes his soul line
Curled inside like textured sin
Bloody, curdled sheets for skin
In the center of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead
Over strands of red, Lord Loss crawls
Dispensing pain, despising all
Shuns friends, nurtures foes
Ravages hope, breeds woe
Drinks moons, devours suns
Twirls his thumbs till the reaper comes
In the center of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that's left — Darren Shan

Everyone is broken. — Lauren Beukes

I would say it wasn't until my fourth season on 'SNL' where people or my agent was saying, 'You're an actor.' I never thought of it that way. — Bill Hader

Illness and accidents were mysterious manifestations of the war of the spirits, fought on the battleground of the body. — Jean M. Auel

Why do the Yankees always win? The other team can't stop looking at the pinstripes. — Frank Abagnale

It [Thanksgiving] was founded by the Puritans to give thanks for bein' preserved from the Indians, an' we keep it to give thanks we are preserved from the Puritans. — Finley Peter Dunne

I'm going to explore the possibility that my future work could be in public service rather than corporate work. — Mike McGavick

Death belongs to the dying and those who love them. — Sherwin B. Nuland

In the photograph by my bed my mother is perpetually smiling on me. I guess I have forgiven us both, although sometimes in the night my dreams will take me back to the sadness, and I have to wake up and forgive us again. — Sue Monk Kidd

You must be willing to accept the fact that pain is a part of the process of revelation. — Stanley Crouch

On horseback you feel as if you're moving in time to classical music; a camel seems to progress to the beat of a drum played by a drunk. — Walter Moers

The only thing I can count on daily is the unexpected. — Jo Dee Messina

He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull away, he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth once more. "You will come, won't you? Promisse!" he whispered. — Cornelia Funke

Caillen slowed his steps as he neared the holding cell where they'd locked up Desideria. Hauk, Fain and Chayden sat in front of the monitors, watching as she paced back and forth in her room like a caged predator. Chayden laughed nervously. "You know, one of you is going to have to let her out of there eventually." Fain scoffed. "For the record, it ain't going to be me. My parents killed the dumb ones." "Yeah, — Sherrilyn Kenyon