Bonny Barbara Allan Quotes & Sayings

Death is really no more than the voluntary liquidation of an economy of microscopic free agents, the redemption of the debt of structured life. — Charles Stross

Energy-saving technologies keep improving faster than they're applied, so efficiency is an ever larger and cheaper resource. — Amory Lovins

He can be lethal death. — Jerry Coleman

In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours. — Mark Twain

You don't really think about 3D when you're acting. As a director, you do. — Andy Serkis

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope / For hope would be hope for the wrong thing — Kenneth Paul Kramer

They had come into her store, and this Nick McCall person seemed to think she should jump just because he said so.
So instead, she held her ground. "You're going to have to do better than that, Agent McCall. You sought me out in the middle of a blizzard, which means you want something from me. Without giving me more, you're not going to get it."
He appeared to consider his options. Jordan got the distinct impression that one of those options involved throwing her over his shoulder and hauling her ass right out of the store. He seemed the type. — Julie James

She was tired of being afraid, so impossibly weary of her own fears that a part of her wanted to sit on the quite beach forever. If she sat in the sand forever,she wouldn't have to face the troubles that often seemed to define her life. As a tear descended her cheek, she wiped it away, turning toward the sea. — John Shors

Music in the soul can be heard by the universe. — Lao-Tzu

Because not all weakness has to be weakness. Weakness, strength, power, failure - they're just words, and we can define what the words mean if we have the will or the courage. — Michelle Sagara

Flowers are the poetry of the earth we are supposed to love and understand. — Debasish Mridha

Time has a texture. Each period of waiting looms its own design. For Abigail, this one was shot through with golden threads. -Those Who Love, p. 130 — Irving Stone