Boyette Quotes & Sayings

Being the boss anywhere is lonely. Being a female boss in a world of mostly men is especially so. — Robert Frost

People are inclined to say that I am Ramona. I'm not sure that's true, but I did share some experiences with her. — Beverly Cleary

These days I find that I am happy enough in the same way that I am warm enough - the goal isn't bliss or even comfort in some cases. The goal is to feel alive. — Dee Williams

Not every girl can be Isabelle Lightwood or Katniss Everdeen. I think the true measure of a hero is what a person does with what they have, how hard they are willing to fight, and how far they are willing to go to set things right. — Sarah Cross

The Christmas tree, twinkling with lights, had a mountain of gifts piled up beneath it, like offerings to the great god of excess. — Tess Gerritsen

She flashed it at him. "May we do some more?" "We can do whatever you want," he agreed, sweeping her hair from her flushed face, any excuse to touch her, to capture the exhilarating energy bursting through her forgotten armor, to absorb a small yet astounding piece of a woman unlike any other. A small moment with her was worth a million moments with anyone else, and he would steal them as often as possible. — B.C. Burgess

It is my earnest hope and indeed the hope of all mankind that from this solemn occasion a better world shall emerge out of the blood and carnage of the past ... The problem is basically theological, and involves a spiritual recrudescence and improvement of human character that will synchronize with our almost matchless advances in science, art, and literature, and all material and cultural developments in the past two thousand years. It must be of the spirit if we are to save the flesh. — Douglas MacArthur

I say solidarity is knowing the future is long and wide, with room for everyone on earth to enter. I say it's taking the long view of the job. Helping you onto the wall, so you can reach down and pull me up. Lifting you into the tree, so you can shake down peaches for two. That solidarity is a two-way street, fires burning at both ends, and the only well in the middle. — Aurora Levins Morales

Remember the Bob Dylan rule: it's not just a record, it's a movement. — Seth Godin

Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. Go and learn what this means, "I desire mercy, and not sacrifice." For I came not to call the righteous, but sinners. MATTHEW 9:12-13 People who foolishly think that they have all their spiritual disciplines together, who assume they're able to obey all the commands (and then some), have a significant problem being merciful with those who struggle. In fact, it was Jesus' adherence to the true meaning of the law and His disdain for the Pharisees' add-ons that made them hate Him. — Elyse M. Fitzpatrick

In 1958 I finally found a large enough apartment on the Lower East Side, where I reverted to figure painting. I drew and painted quite a lot of figures and nudes. People would come and pose for me. — Claes Oldenburg

Sometimes it wasn't easy to be polite to someone who locked you in a mudpit — Samantha Boyette

You restored me to the concept of home. — Lionel Shriver

Reading isn't about managing expectations. In certain ways, writing is. You're trying to send signals early in a book about what might be coming later, but I think worrying about the kind of chatter around a book is something I try and stay as far away from when I'm reading. — Garth Risk Hallberg

God can heal anything, especially if you let go and let him take over your relationship. — Stephanie Boyette

Of course, it took a while to learn all this. Anytime I messed up, my boss would let me know. Right away he'd cuss me out, tell me I was a worthless piece of shit. But I never got pissed at David. In my mind, I thought, I'm better than that and I'll show you. As it happens, that's exactly the — Chris Kyle

Other women bow their heads and suffer in silence. They go on living, mortally wounded but resigned, weeping often but with no desire to strike back against the person who has injured them, praying for him and cherishing their memories until their last breath. That is love, true love, the love the angels know ... — Honore De Balzac

The accents floating around the park sounded as varied, — Becky Rodgers Boyette