Brearley Portal Quotes & Sayings

Loneliness is a desert. Solitude an oasis. — Ted Agon

Maybe there is no justice, only different degrees of injustice. — Marty Rubin

I already accepted that I relate to nothing. The more I gain, the more lonely it is I know I'm like a ghost. — Daul Kim

We never know how much one loves till we know how much he is willing to endure and suffer for us; and it is the suffering element that measures love. The characters that are great must, of necessity, be characters that shall be willing, patient and strong to endure for others. To hold our nature in the willing service of another is the divine idea of manhood, of the human character. — Henry Ward Beecher

Be careful, little girl. Or else the big, bad wolf might just change his mind and decide to eat you after all. — Tracy Anne Warren

I am reminded of a colleague who reiterated "all my homosexual patients are quite sick" - to which I finally replied "so are all my heterosexual patients. — Ernest Van Den Haag

Furthermore, in the 13th/19th century philosophy began to see itself as a complete replacement for religion as one can see in the rise of the very idea of ideology at that time, a term used widely today even by Muslims who rarely realize the essentially secular and anti-religious character of the very concept of ideology which has gradually come to replace traditional religion in so many circles. — Seyyed Hossein Nasr

More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store — John Dryden

I have struggles in screenwriting that lead me to a third act that's always more or less efficiently wrapped up in a fourth act that's trying to give closure to too many things. — Xavier Dolan

I shaved my head when I was 14 - is that bad? I asked my dad's permission first. He said, 'You're gonna look like a boy.' And I said, 'OK' ... then I did it anyway. All through high school, I had a shaved head and I'd dye it crazy colors - it was fun. — Brea Grant

FORBIDDEN BRIDES OF THE FACELESS SLAVES IN THE SECRET HOUSE OF THE NIGHT OF DREAD DESIRE — Neil Gaiman

Truth stands, even if there be no public support. It is self-sustained. — Mahatma Gandhi

Swiveling in his old wooden chair, the legs squeaking as if startled by the sudden movement, he glanced at the clock on the wall behind him and surveyed the time imprisoned behind its yellowed and crazed plastic dome. — Hugh Howey