Caithness Courier Quotes & Sayings

So I take my life as I find it, as a life full of grand advantages that are linked indissolubly to my noblest happiness and my everlasting safety. I believe that Infinite Love ordained it, and that, if I bow willingly, tractably, and gladly to its discipline, my Father will take care of it. — J.G. Holland

The absence of a skyline makes him doubt he'll ever get where he's going, and behind him, where he's come from might as well not be there. — Garth Risk Hallberg

No divinity worth His salt could be contained in a book. — Thomm Quackenbush

Yes, I got my first Bolex camera a few weeks after being dropped in New York by the United Nations Refugee Organization. That was on October 29th, 1949. With my brother Adolfas, we wanted to make a film about displaced persons, how one feels being uprooted from one's home. — Jonas Mekas

I took opera lessons. I can't read music to save my life, but I would just copy and get away with it. I think that they thought I could read music, but I can't. I would just listen. — Alex Winston

He wanted pain, I saw that in him, and what a man wants he will often manage to find. — Alice Hoffman

That anonymous coward is probably forty years old with raging BO and still living in his mum's granny flat — Gabrielle Tozer

My known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. — D.H. Lawrence

It was amazing how instantaneously the choking fear vanished, amazing how suddenly the feeling of security washed over me - even before I was off the street - as soon as I heard his voice. — Stephenie Meyer

Six years of denying that he's the orbit of my world. — A.G. Howard

There are families of every kind. I think a lot of people are struggling to make sense of their identity in a very complicated world. — Bill De Blasio

The beaver, which has come to represent Canada as the eagle does the United States and the lion Britain, is a flat-tailed, slow-witted, toothy rodent known to bite off it's own testicles or to stand under its own falling trees. — June Callwood

All that the Devil asks is acquiescence ... — Suzanne Massie