Bookmarkers Quotes & Sayings

Angels are totally real. Tinkerbell has a hot ass. Wendigos exist. It's all true. Satan is blonde. True fact. — Misha Collins

And you read your emily dickinson,
And I my robert frost.
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what weve lost. — Paul Simon

Both parents passed away of the Gnats on their farm out in the wilds, sir, and he was raised by peas.' 'Surely you mean on peas, Mr Groat?' 'By peas, sir — Terry Pratchett

I have preserved my identity, put its credibility to the test and defended my dignity. What good this will bring the world I don't know. But for me it is good. — Vaclav Havel

Many will think they may reasonably blame me by alleging that my proofs are opposed to the authority of certain men held in the highest reverence by their inexperienced judgments; not considering that my works are the issue of pure and simple experience. — Leonardo Da Vinci

Lions and tigers and pissed-off girls, oh my. — Katie Bayerl

In extraordinary times, the ordinary takes on a glow and wonder all of its own — Mike A. Lancaster

They were doing the Dying Swan at the ballet. And there was a rumor that some bookmarkers had drifted into town from upstate New York and that they had fixed the bullet. There was a lot of money bet on the swan to live. — Woody Allen

When things are not going right, there are satanic forces in
operation. What is my solution? To rebuke the condition of sin, death, disease, or
whatever it is. I can pray in the Holy Ghost, and that prayer is effectual to bring
down every stronghold of the enemy. — Smith Wigglesworth

Tiresome heart, forever living and dying,
House without air, I leave you and lock your door.
Wild swans, come over the town, come over
The town again, trailing your legs and crying! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Feeling good and feeling bad are not necessarily opposites. Both at least involve feelings. Any feeling is a reminder of life. The worst 'feeling' evidently is non-feeling. — Willard Gaylin

Our life is not so much threatened as our perception. Ghostlike we glide through nature, and should not know our place again. — Ralph Waldo Emerson