Chaterbatesearch Quotes & Sayings

American education is still the wonder of the world, and we must open the schoolhouse doors, not close them. — Lincoln Chafee

Work for something because it is good, not just because it stands a chance to succeed. — Vaclav Havel

The twenty-first chapter gives the novel the quality of genuine fiction, an art founded on the principle that human beings change. There is, in fact, not much point in writing a novel unless you can show the possibility of moral transformation, or an increase in wisdom, operating in your chief character or characters. Even trashy bestsellers show people changing. When a fictional work fails to show change, when it merely indicates that human character is set, stony, unregenerable, then you are out of the field of the novel and into that of the fable or the allegory. — Anthony Burgess

Prisons are like the concentration camps of our time. So many go in and never come out, and primarily they're black and Latino. — Lisa Bonet

Already, it is later than you think for your earthly life at best, is only a blink of an eye between two eternities. — Og Mandino

But storytelling always changes time. At least it does in my world. — Stephen King

I may be a sleeping politician. But one should know that a sleeping politician is always awake about national politics. I am not like politicians who sleep on national issues though they may be awake physically. — H. D. Deve Gowda

As he started up Liverpool Road, the thunder came and then thick drops of rain, reprimanding, chastening. He turned up his collar and ran past the Waitrose and the Sainsbury's, dodging last-minute shoppers. Daniel was a runner and so he did not feel the strain in his chest or his legs, even when the rain fell heavier, soaking the shoulders and the back of his jacket, causing him to run faster, and faster. Inside — Lisa Ballantyne

Immediate gratification is a dream killer. — Bryant McGill

When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they may put up. — F Scott Fitzgerald

But how came you by the heirloom of my house - if there is need to ask such a question of thieves?" "We are not thieves," Bard answered. "Your own we will give back in return for our own." "How came you by it?" shouted Thorin in gathering rage. "I gave it to them!" squeaked Bilbo, who was peering over the wall, by now in a dreadful fright. — J.R.R. Tolkien