Catona Yarn Quotes & Sayings

The art of governing, Dickon, is that of making use of talent wherever you do find it. Trust is too rare an attribute to make it your prime prerequisite for holding office. If I relied only upon those I truly do trust, we'd have a council of empty chairs! — Sharon Kay Penman

Dear 338171 (May I call you 338?) — Noel Coward

We live in Secret. We live in Silence. And we live Forever ... — Luis Marques

Fairy tales are loved by the child not because the imagery he finds in them conforms to what goes on within him, but because
despite all the angry, anxious thoughts in his mind to which the fairy tale gives body and specific content
these stories always result in a happy outcome, which the child cannot imagine on his own. — Bruno Bettelheim

It was a sort of infinite monster, tossing its million heads and frothing at its million mouths as it hungered to devour the city," he wrote. "I stood there and heard the monster's growl - his cry for blood - and looked into the black terror of his murderous frown. — Leigh Jones

almost exquisite, the slight madness — James Tate

He was of the faith chiefly in the sense that the church he currently did not attend was Catholic. — Kingsley Amis

The advantages of developing absorption concentration are not only that it provides a stable and receptive state of mind for the practice of insight meditation. The experience of absorption is one of intense pleasure and happiness, brought about by purely mental means, which thereby automatically eclipses any pleasure arising in dependence on material objects. Thus absorption functions as a powerful antidote to sensual desires by divesting them of their former attraction. — Analayo

Donald Trump is actually doing what Bernie Sanders was billed as doing. He's doing new voters into the process. — Joy-Ann Reid

And all Niki really has to do now is coast — Murray Walker

I'm Jewish. Went to a Jewish school. — Jonathan Glazer

The chorus-ending from Aristophanes, raised every night from every ditch that drains into the Mediterranean, hoarse and primeval as the raven's croak, is one of the grandest tunes to walk by. Or on a night in May, one can walk through the too rare Italian forests for an hour on end and never be out of hearing of the nightingale's song. — G. M. Trevelyan

Will it ultimately reach the clear surface of my consciousness, this memory, this old, dead moment which the magnetism of an identical moment has travelled so far to importune, to disturb, to raise up out of the very depths of my being? I cannot tell. Now that I feel nothing, it has stopped, has perhaps gone down again into its darkness, from which who can say whether it will ever rise? — Marcel Proust

Never been so intensely watched by a creature who would kill me if it got the chance. I stared at it, and I felt death staring back. A — Michelle Paver

I would never have written it without you. (Erin)
And I would never have lived without you. (V'Aiden) — Sherrilyn Kenyon