Briermere Farms Quotes & Sayings

You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone
all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home! — Cassandra Clare

Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep. — Carl Sandburg

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt. — Madonna

Buy health insurance, or go to jail. — Barack Obama

I believe in social dislocation and creative trouble. — Bayard Rustin

At the core of investigative journalism is exactly the same thing that drives a page-turning thriller: telling a great story. — Hank Phillippi Ryan

When suffering comes, we yearn for some sign from God, forgetting we have just had one. — Mignon McLaughlin

Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have — Henry Rollins

Realism is a corruption of reality. — Wallace Stevens

Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine! — Thomas Hood

Who Goes With Fergus?
Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.
And no more turn aside and brood
Upon love's bitter mystery;
For Fergus rules the brazen cars,
And rules the shadows of the wood,
And the white breast of the dim sea
And all dishevelled wandering stars. — W.B.Yeats

I probably wouldn't be a good spokesman for an electric car, because I'll still get on a private jet, and one flight on a private jet undoes all my electric-car good deeds. — George Clooney

Striking a woman was something weak men did; men with little moral fibre and no self-control. It was a coward's response to a situation. And — Steven A. McKay