Bookaneers Quotes & Sayings
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Love makes a person do strange things. — Laini Taylor
I know about winning batting titles. — Pete Rose
Films have a certain place in a certain time period. Technology is forever. — Hedy Lamarr
The problem is to see not what is desirable, or nice, or politically feasible, but what is necessary. — T.R. Fehrenbach
My favorite subject is history. It's interesting. — Ty Simpkins
I want that love that moved the mountains.
I want that love that split the ocean.
I want that love that made the winds tremble.
I want that love that roared like thunder.
I want that love that will raise the dead.
I want that love that lifts us to ecstasy.
I want that love that is the silence of eternity. — Rumi
Success is a very dangerous thing and I think we have to be very careful about when we dictate what success is for somebody else. Because you don't know what it's like. — Lupe Fiasco
To get rich never risk your health. For it is the truth that health is the wealth of wealth. — Richard Baker
In America religion is the road to knowledge, and the observance of the divine laws leads man to civil freedom. — Alexis De Tocqueville
Humor writing requires a rhythm and timing, as well as some kind of connection to the reader, and I think that's how I tap into it. — Kristan Higgins
Those who understand others are clever, those who understand themselves are wise. — Laozi
I didn't like how my body seemed to be intent on sabotaging my brain, especially since my brain was so good at sabotaging itself. — Penny Reid
I remembered Father remarking once that if rudeness was not attributable to ignorance it could be taken as a sure sign that one was speaking to a member of the aristocracy. — Alan Bradley
But for me it was enough if, in my own bed, my sleep was so heavy as completely to relax my consciousness; for then I lost all sense of the place in which I had gone to sleep, and when I awoke at midnight, not knowing where I was, I could not be sure at first who I was; I had only the most rudimentary sense of existence, such as may lurk and flicker in the depths of an animal's consciousness; I was more destitute of human qualities than the cave-dweller; but then the memory, not yet of the place in which I was, but of various other places where I had lived, and might now very possibly be, would come like a rope let down from heaven to draw me up out of the abyss of not-being, from which I could never have escaped by myself: in a flash I would traverse and surmount centuries of civilisation, and out of a half-visualised succession of oil-lamps, followed by shirts with turned-down collars, would put together by degrees the component parts of my ego. — Anonymous
