Bouldered Quotes & Sayings

Frankly, the reason I joined MENSA is because I was dating a guy at the time who spoke five languages and could solve a Rubik's Cube literally with his eyes closed because it's just an algorithm. — Ashley Rickards

She was a rare white rose in a kingdom of thorns, and she wouldn't let anyone stain her petals red. — Alex Johnson

In Beijing, we talk about air purifiers the way that teenage boys talk about cars. — Evan Osnos

-I don't know that thin and pretty is what Nat is supposed to be, though. Does that make any sense?"
If she'd been holding on to any illusions about how much she liked Vince Grasso-not lusted for him, which she also did-that last speech would have cinched it. "It makes perfect sense. She's beautiful in her own way, but pretty is something ... else. And I've had friends who were really pretty-it didn't always help them all that much.'
"Yeah," he said. "My wife was pretty, and she was miserable her whole life. I just want my girls to be happy. Be themselves, you know, whatever it is. — Barbara O'Neal

You can't have a rigid view that all new taxes are evil. — Bill Gates

He was right across the desk, and I wanted him to take me like his little vanilla whore. — C.D. Reiss

There is no way to put a subterranean down on the floor or for that matter put em down at all, they are the most unputdownable in this world and new culture. — Jack Kerouac

An ancient human religious figure known as John the Baptist had once claimed, "The truth shall make you free," but if Aelyx remembered correctly, John's honesty had been rewarded with a gruesome decapitation. Aelyx hoped for better results. — Melissa Landers

To be Christians under the law of grace does not mean to wander unbridled outside the law, but to be engrafted in Christ, by whose grace we are free from the curse of the law, and by whose Spirit we have the law engraved upon our hearts. — John Calvin

Everybody always knows something," said Adam, "even if it's something they don't know they know. — Agatha Christie

My pistol is a fawty-one Colt,' Lucas said. Which it would be; the only thing he hadn't actually known was the calibre - that weapon workable and efficient and well cared for yet as archaic peculiar and unique as the gold toothpick, which had probably (without doubt) been old Carothers McCaslin's pride a half century ago. 'All right,' he said. 'Then what?' 'He wasn't shot with no fawty-one Colt. — William Faulkner

Sometimes, on waking, she would close her eyes
For a last look at that white house she knew
In sleep alone, and held no title to,
And had not entered yet, for all her sighs.
What did she tell me of that house of hers?
White gatepost; terrace; fanlight of the door;
A widow's walk above the bouldered shore;
Salt winds that ruffle the surrounding firs.
Is she now there, wherever there may be?
Only a foolish man would hope to find
That haven fashioned by her dreaming mind.
Night after night, my love, I put to sea. — Richard Wilbur