Cheng Zhi Quotes & Sayings

Games I do find interesting for what they say about us, about what we wish for, about the programming. But let it stop there: don't listen to this rubbish about them actually being good for you, helping with hand-eye co-ordination or whatever. They're games. They prepare you for nothing. — Douglas Coupland

You can always tell you're in deep trouble when people start thinking money's real. — John Ralston Saul

A blank space on a form, the missing page, a void, a hole in your knowledge of someone--it's still some real thing. It exists. You don't get to fill it in with whatever you want. — Barbara Kingsolver

The word that came to me now was "defiant." Because a person had to be defiant to be able to stand amid the wreckage of her life and instead of shaking a fist, pick up a hammer. — Karen White

It is a great comfort to know that our judge will be none other than our savior. — John Stott

Getting to the point where I was ready to write a book has been about a 20-year journey of being, really honestly, too afraid to try - which I think is pretty common for people who are trying to write a large piece of fiction. — Patrick Carman

A short letter to a distant friend is, in my opinion, an insult like that of a slight bow or cursory salutation - a proof of unwillingness to do much, even where there is a necessity of doing something. — Samuel Johnson

Everyday I receive a lesson that teaches me that I can't let what others think of me define me. — Trisha R. Thomas

Chicago is constantly auditioning for the world, determined that one day, on the streets of Barcelona, in Berlin's cabarets, in the coffee shops of Istanbul, people will know and love us in our multidimensional glory, dream of us the way they dream of San Francisco and New York. — Mary Schmich

Maturity comes from obedience, not necessarily from age. — Leonard Ravenhill

With other women he had not been able to touch their flesh without experiencing the desire to devour it, as though ravenous with an abominable hunger to butcher them. But this one, could he then love her, and not kill her? — Emile Zola