Britannic Quotes & Sayings

The very winds whispered in soothing accents, and maternal Nature bade me weep no more. — Mary Shelley

God spoke: "Let us make human beings in our image, make them reflecting our nature So they can be responsible for the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the cattle, And, yes, Earth itself, and every animal that moves on the face of Earth. — Anonymous

Failure is only the name that we give to our mistakes.
-Oscar Wilde — Oscar Wilde

When I was a kid, I read books that made me laugh but also made me shiver in terror. I wanted to make books that made other people feel the same way. — Bruce Coville

Imagine fish swimming in a shallow pond, just below the lily pads, thinking that their "universe" is only two-dimensional. Our three-dimensional world may be beyond their ken. But there is a way in which they can detect the presence of the third dimension. If it rains, they can clearly see the shadows of ripples traveling along the surface of the pond. Similarly, we cannot see the fifth dimension, but ripples in the fifth dimension appear to us as light. — Michio Kaku

Ah, the ancient language of sarcasm. How it suits you."
"Why thank you, petal. It is one of my many talents, and I happen to be fluent in the language." I dazzled him with my smile.
"You need to give me a manly nickname."
"You haven't given me any reason to give you one yet."
"That's harsh. — Elizabeth Morgan

When's the last time you heard a funky diabetic? — Phife Dawg

Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer.
Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted. — Jeaniene Frost

The only equitable manner in my opinion, of judging the character of a man is to examine if there are personal calculations in his conduct; if there are not, we may blame his manner of judging, but we are not the less bound to esteem him. — Madame De Stael

The ice on the next pane was already disturbed, had been wiped away by someone recently. Beads of condensation stood like tiny lenses warping the light. He rubbed the glass and knew what had happened. He saw the woman inside with the auburn hair that she sometimes kept in a bun. This was not his wife. This was someone who wanted that, wanted him like that. 'Hello?' Troy turned toward the voice. — Hugh Howey

You possibly believe I keep the glue Of lies for Happiness's in a broken jar? — Henrik Ibsen

Sap which mounts, and flowers which thrust,
Your childhood is a bower:
Let my fingers wander in the moss
Where glows the rosebud
Let me among the clean grasses
Drink the drops of dew
Which sprinkle the tender flower — Paul Verlaine