Cle Landscape Quotes & Sayings

Oh, I wish I were a miser; being a miser must be so occupying. — Gertrude Stein

These times of woe afford no time to woo. — William Shakespeare

He wanted to be all poetic, but in an instant he forgot Joe's poem about Japan except the part about 'you are the bell, and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you,' and a new sound entered his life ... — Melina Marchetta

Silence did not always mean indifference — Francine Rivers

My fingers touch each other and he's squishy, like a sea cucumber. Those creatures are a demonstration of God's fixation with wieners. — Helena Hunting

Continuous exercise can wear you down and wear you out. What once was a passion has now become just a chore that you dread. — Helen M. Ryan

Fools rush in through the door; for folly is always bold. — Baltasar Gracian

Those who are born of parents broken with old age, or of such as are not yet ripe or are too young, or of drunkards, soft or effeminate men, want a great and liberal ingenuity or wit. — Thomas Willis

The collapse of the global marketplace would be a traumatic event with unimaginable consequences. Yet I find it easier to imagine than the continuation of the present regime. — George Soros

Together we can and must fight for justice for our children and protect them from draconian tax cuts and budget choices that threaten their survival, education and preparation for the future. If they are not ready for tomorrow, neither is America. — Marian Wright Edelman

Bran knew. "She's a child. A child of the forest." He shivered, as much from wonderment as cold. They had fallen into one of Old Nan's tales.
"The First Men named us children," the little woman said. "The giants called us wok dak nag gran, the squirrel people, because we were small and quick and fond of trees, but we are no squirrels, no children. Our name in the True Tongue means those who sing the song of the earth. Before your Old Tongue was ever spoken, we had sun our songs ten thousand years."
Meera said, "You speak the Common Tongue now."
"For him. The Bran boy. I was born in the time of the dragon, and for two hundred years I walked the world of men, to watch and listen and learn. I might be walking still, but my legs were sore and my heart was weary, so I turned my feet for home."
"Two hundred years?" said Meera.
The child smiled. "Men, they are the children. — George R R Martin