Bratkowski Zeke Quotes & Sayings

Beware of the man of one book.
[Lat., Home unius libri, or, cave ab homine unius libri.] — Isaac D'Israeli

is probable that, like the illustrious author of the drama, all were unconscious of any incongruity between their sentiments and actions. — Edith Wharton

Working is hard. Living is hard. Being a grownup sucks. I want money. — Belle Aurora

I am looking forward and I am hoping that I will be the catalyst that makes India and Pakistan live for peace forever. — Asif Ali Zardari

In the evening they went to say good-bye to Bilbo. 'Well, if you must go, you must,' he said. 'I am sorry. I shall miss you. It is nice just to know that you are about the place. But I am getting very sleepy.' Then he gave Frodo his mithril-coat and Sting, forgetting that he had already done so; and he gave him also three books of lore that he had made at various times, written in his spidery hand, and labelled on their red backs: Translations from the Elvish, by B. B. — J.R.R. Tolkien

I'm a former, living, breathing, right-wing conspirator. — David Brock

We can't leave just like that." Cat was appalled. "Where can we find you if we need you again?"
[Baba Yaga] "You can't. Listen, Little Drear, I hate saying good-byes. I have a good strategy for avoiding them."
"What's that?" asked Anton.
"I eat my guests. — Gregory Maguire

If you can compete, you are going to compete — Earl Lloyd

I know you," he continued. "Wantin' everything, gettin' none of it. I get that. Hell, I feel that too. You don't know shit about me, but I know you. Fuck, I know you better than you know yourself." He released me and all at once began backing away. Stopping in the center of his room, he gripped the hem of his black T-shirt, pulled the threadbare material up over his head, and tossed it aside. Then he kicked off his boots, sending them flying across the room where they hit the wall with a loud thud. Then in one fluid movement, Hawk had removed both his leathers and boxers. "What are you doing?" I whispered, suddenly breathless. "Givin' you somethin'," he said. — Madeline Sheehan

My neighbor raised a shaking index finger to point at the saguaro. "That moving cactus ... and the big bug ... and you, you spooky bastard. What are you?
I stuffed my hands in my pockets and grinned winningly at him. "Why, I'm the Antichrist, of course. — Kevin Hearne

I have been attacked in Turkey more for my interviews than for my books. Political polemicists and columnists do not read novels there. — Orhan Pamuk