Buzzers Online Quotes & Sayings

Every child in America should be acquainted with his own country. He should read books that furnish him with ideas that will be useful to him in life and practice. As soon as he opens his lips, he should rehearse the history of his own country. — Noah Webster

When the darkness is seen as a necessary prelude to the creative light, one is less likely to ascribe frustration to personal inadequacy or label it as bad. — Daniel Goleman

When all the suns and nebulae have passed away, each one of you will still be alive. — C.S. Lewis

I could practically hear the unspoken 'good girl' accompanied by a pat and scratch behind my ears like I was his obedient pet. — Melissa Aragon

I prefer the things around town. I'm not one for going out of town too much. — Julie London

The soul ... may have many symbols with which it reaches toward God. — Anya Seton

An utter walkover with a man who can pen a pretty email — Mhairi McFarlane

I need you. Let me do this. I can make you forget him. I can make you forget you. — S.C. Stephens

You know, it was just another presentation of my work, and a funny one, because the cards are quite different from the normal Tarot deck, no? — H.R. Giger

Literature as a whole is not an aggregate of exhibits with red and blue ribbons attached to them, like a cat-show, but the range of articulate human imagination as it extends from the height of imaginative heaven to the depth of imaginative hell. — Northrop Frye

The gods' service is tolerable, man's intolerable. — Plato

You're kind of a psycho. I get that."
"I might be," Monica agreed, and gave her a slow, strange smile. "You're one smart little freak. Now run away, smart little freak, before I change my mind and stick you in one of these old suitcases for some architect to find a hundred years from now."
Claire blinked. "Archaeologist."
Monica's eyes turned winter cold. "Oh, you'd better start running away now. — Rachel Caine

Dev?" Val was in his brother's crushing embrace in the next instant, his back being heartily pounded, and his throat suspiciously tight. Val pulled back and assured himself that his eyes had not lied. "What in the hell are you doing away from Emmie and Winnie?" "I was banished." St. Just's grin became sheepish. "Emmie isn't due for a few more weeks, and she accused me of hovering. I missed those members of the family who were not kind enough to winter with us, so here I am on a lightning raid, as it were." "And — Grace Burrowes