Brumblay St Quotes & Sayings

this is the one world we will ever know. 5. — Alain De Botton

This was the weird, scary stuff Denny and Mitch lived for. Every afternoon, they would gather up their papers to sell and hoof it over to the library to check the District Department of Transportation (DDOT) website for wherever rush-hour traffic was at its worst. Logjams were their meat. — James Patterson

If with pleasure you are viewing
Any work a man is doing;
If you like him or you love him, tell him now.
Don't withhold your approbation
Till the preacher makes oration
And he lies with snowy lilies o'er his brow.
For no matter how you shout it,
He won't really care about it;
He won't know how many teardrops you have shed.
If you think some praise is due him,
Now's the time to slip it to him,
For He cannot read his tombstone when he's dead. — Clyde H. Box

What are other women really thinking, feeling, experiencing, when they slip away from the gaze and culture of men? — Naomi Wolf

If I have resistance to something, it means there's something wrong. The resistance to me is a sign of fear. — Billy Corgan

He couldn't bear to live, but he couldn't bear to die. He couldn't bear the thought of he making love to someone else, but neither could he bear the absence of the thought. And as for the note, he couldn't bear to keep it, but he couldn't bear to destroy it either. — Jonathan Safran Foer

People don't expect too much from literature. They just want to know they're not alone with being confused. — Jonathan Ames

The best marriage in the world is two servants in love. The worst marriage in the world is two masters in love. — Jimmy Evans

I saw to what extent the people among whom I lived could be trusted as good neighbors and friends; that their friendship was for summer weather only; that they did not greatly propose to do right; that they were a distinct race from me by their prejudices and superstitions, — Henry David Thoreau

He regarded her thoughtfully, and something about that look traveled up her spine like a trailed finger. — Julie Anne Long

I ask myself, who do i trust? Then i answered, No-one — Donwayne

Woman is natural, that is to say, abominable. — Charles Baudelaire