Celida Maga A Quotes & Sayings

The Society likes to keep things from us, but the wind doesn't care what we know. It brings hints of what has happened as we slip farther into the canyon - the smell of smoke and a white substance that falls on us. White ash. I don't for one moment think that it's snow. — Ally Condie

I am glad to see that you have enough imagination not to be altogether a fool ... Yes, it is want of imagination that makes people fools; they won't believe what they can't understand. — H. Rider Haggard

The suggestion that petroleum might have arisen from some transformation of squashed fish or biological detritus is surely the silliest notion to have been entertained by substantial numbers of persons over an extended period of time. — Fred Hoyle

Never despair, but if you do, work on in despair. — Edmund Burke

We are all basically the same human beings, who seek happiness and try to avoid suffering. Everybody is my peer group. Your feeling "I am of no value" is wrong. Absolutely wrong. — Dalai Lama

God of Jacob! it is the meeting of two fierce tides - the conflict of two oceans moved by adverse winds! — Walter Scott

All this time, I thought it was her weight that made me see her.

But it's not her weight at all.

It's her. — Jennifer Niven

Better to regret unsaid words than repent of words I could never call back. Who — Robin Hobb

I love to eat everything and you pretty much can - a little piece of something fattening is not going to kill you. It's when you eat the whole box that it's going to kill you. — Jennifer Lopez

There are downsides to everything; there are unintended consequences to everything. — Steve Jobs

She smiles and snuggles into me as we wait for our table. I inhale her scent. Vanilla and something else. Something different. Smokey almost. Sexy. It drives me crazy with need and I have to move away while I can. — Christine Fonseca

This anti-description, for want of a better way of putting it, had made something clear to her by a reverse kind of exposition: while he talked she began to see herself as a shape, an outline, with all the detail filled in around it while the shape itself remained blank. Yet this shape, even while its content remained unknown, gave her for the first time since the incident a sense of who she now was. — Rachel Cusk