Closson Chase Quotes & Sayings

Like Emily Dickinson, I ain't afraid of slant rhyme / And that's the end of this verse; emcee's out on a high. — John Green

There is an art, a science to gaining power. There is a natural force or inclination in all of our beings to accumulate power. The problem that we come into is conditioning. — Frederick Lenz

She had put on make-up in a colour scheme that indicated she might be colourblind. — Stieg Larsson

Preach 90% Law and 10% grace. — John Wesley

My point is, or should be, simple: history happened. The object is not to undo it, distort it, or to make it fit our present political attitudes. The object of history, which each generation properly interprets anew, is to understand what happened and why. A multicultural Canada can and should look at its past with fresh eyes. It should, for example, study how the Ukrainians came to Canada, how they were treated, how they lived, sometimes suffered, ultimately prospered, and became Canadians. What historians should not do is to recreate history to make it serve present purposes. They should not obscure or reshape events to make them fit political agendas. They should not declare whole areas of the past off-limits because they can only be presented in politically unfashionable terms any more than they should fail to draw object lessons from a past that was frequently less than pleasant and less than honourable. Because the past was not perfect, it must not be made perfect today. — J.L. Granatstein

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection — Linkin Park

I have no TV, thank God. I haven't heard anything about Tom Cruise, except that he had a baby, I think. — Emmanuelle Beart

Body language generally fails to have its intended effect on the phone. — Haruki Murakami

Salvation is so great a thing, so glorious an attainment, that 'tis worth the while for a man to do his utmost every day during his whole life in the use of all proper means that he may attain. — Jonathan Edwards

There were pools of light among the stacks, directly beneath the bulbs which Philip had switched on, but it was now with an unexpected fearfulness that he saw how the books stretched away into the darkness. They seemed to expand as soon as they reached the shadows, creating some dark world where there was no beginning and no end, no story, no meaning. And if you crossed the threshold into that world, you would be surrounded by words; you would crush them beneath your feet, you would knock against them with your head and arms, but if you tried to grasp them they would melt away. Philip did not dare turn his back upon these books. Not yet. It was almost, he thought, as if they had been speaking to each other while he slept. — Peter Ackroyd

Oh, why will parents always appear at the wrong time? Some extraordinary mistake in nature, I suppose. — Oscar Wilde

I'm hoping for a broadsword," Patrick said, crossing his fingers. "We can go all Game of Thrones on Arkansas." "I've always hated Arkansas," Ben considered. "We all do, Ben. We all hate Arkansas. — Clayton Smith