Bournival Quotes & Sayings

Cast a spell and the small flaws don't matter. (From Workbook) — Steven Heighton

It may be said of happy marriages as of the phoenix - there is but one a century ... — Elisabeth Charlotte D'Orleans

Pemberton felt something shift inside him, something small but definite, the way a knob's slight twist allowed a door to swing wide open. — Ron Rash

doing God's will, eating the meat of the Word, is not listening to a Bible teacher, but going and doing what it says, especially as it relates to working in the harvest fields. — Bill Johnson

Those parts of history that would undermine the vision of the Left - which prevails in our education system from elementary school to postgraduate study - are not likely to get much attention. — Thomas Sowell

It wasn't about how she looked, which was pretty, even though she was always wearing the wrong clothes and those beat-up sneakers. It wasn't about what she said in class
usually something no one else would've thought of, and if they had, something they wouldn't have dared to say. It wasn't that she was different from all the other girls at Jackson. That was obvious.
It was that she made me realize how much I was just like the rest of them, even if I wanted to pretend I wasn't. — Kami Garcia

Sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont, who in turn tries all the professions, who teams it, farms it, peddles, keeps a school, preaches, edits a newspaper, goes to Congress, buys a township, and so forth, in successive years, and always like a cat falls on his feet, is worth a hundred of these city dolls. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I really wanted to see you," I said.
"And I really wanted to see you, too," she said. "When I
couldn't see you any more, I realized that. It was as clear as if
the planets all of a sudden lined up in a row for me. I really
need you. You're a part of me; I'm a part of you. You know,
somewhere - I'm not at all sure where - I think I cut
something's throat. Sharpening my knife, my heart a stone. — Haruki Murakami

The problem with being ravished by books at an early age is that later rereadings are often likely to disappoint. "The sharp luscious flavor, the fine aroma is fled," Hazlitt wrote, "and nothing but the stalk, the bran, the husk of literature is left." Terrible words, but it can happen. You become harder to move, frighten, arouse, provoke, jangle. Your education becomes an interrogation lamp under which the hapless book, its every wart and scar exposed, confesses its guilty secrets: "My characters are wooden! My plot creaks! I am pre-feminist, pre-deconstructivist, and pre-postcolonialist!" (The upside of English classes is that they give you critical tools, some of which are useful, but the downside is that those tools make you less able to shower your books with unconditional love. Conditions are the very thing you're asked to learn.) You read too many other books, and the currency of each one becomes debased. — Anne Fadiman

By the time you get to year six, there's never a break ... and you get tired. There's always a crisis. It wears you down. This has been a White House that hasn't really had much change at all. There is a fatigue factor that builds up. You sometimes don't see the crisis approaching. You're not as on guard as you once were. — Ed Rollins