Brugopleiding Quotes & Sayings

It's akin to style, what I'm talking about, but it isn't style alone. It is the writer's particular and unmistakable signature on everything he writes. It is his world and no other. This is one of the things that distinguishes one writer from another. Not talent. There's plenty of that around. But a writer who has some special way of looking at things and who gives artistic expression to that way of looking: that writer may be around for a time. — Raymond Carver

Women that are the least bashful are often the most modest. — Charles Caleb Colton

Where is the security for property, for reputation, for life, if the sense of religious obligation deserts the oaths ... ? — George Washington

Most startups are not just built for the person who is using them. When you do that, every now and then you get really lucky and ... are representative of some huge class of people who all want the same thing you do ... but very often that just turns into a side project that doesn't go anywhere. — Emmett Shear

Apparently Brooklyn needn't always push itself to be something else, something conscious and anxious, something pointed toward Manhattan ... Brooklyn might sometimes also be pleased, as here on Flatbush, to be its grubby, enduring self. — Jonathan Lethem

To be honest, one must be inconsistent. — H.G.Wells

And that luck was only fate's cheating, giving an illusion of power. But that illusion lingered, and I became restless. I decided to act, to challenge fate. (...) I gained courage; every afternoon I walked a little farther. And one day I got there. — V.S. Naipaul

Evil and good are everywhere, like shadow and substance; inseparable (for men) yet not hostile, only opposed. — Thomas Carlyle

No matter what you or anyone else does, there will be someone who says that there's something bad about it. — Tom Clancy

An elderly woman gathering wood, plump and impoverished, tells me about her children one by one, when they were born, when they died. When she becomes aware that I want to go on, she talks three times as fast, shortening destinies, skipping the deaths of three children although adding them later on, unwilling to let even one fate slip away - and this in a dialect that makes it hard for me to follow what she is saying. After the demise of an entire generation of offspring, she would speak no more about herself except to say that she gathers wood, every day; I should have stayed longer. — Werner Herzog

The sight washed over me like a damn wave that you never see coming until it's too late and you're face down eating sand. — Buffy Andrews