Clouer Canadian Quotes & Sayings

Speaking of plunging into war, do you know why I think George W. Bush is so pissed off at Arabs? They brought us algebra. Also the numbers we use, including a symbol for nothing, which Europeans had never had before. You think Arabs are dumb? Try doing long division with Roman numerals. — Kurt Vonnegut

The starting point for the new history, both in Europe and America, has been the record of births, marriages, and deaths, which most literate societies preserve in one form or another. In colonial America, surviving records of this kind - as of every other kind - are most abundant for New England. — Edmund Morgan

I want to be more. — Chanda Hahn

You've moved on, V. So have I. We're different people than we were back then, but with a little bit of effort, we might manage to be friends again."

~ Sam Fitzpatrick — Mackenzie Crowne

Tell me this is a nightmare — Laurie Halse Anderson

In Jamaica, them always have throwback riddims, recycled old beats, and the hardcore reggae scene is always present. You have faster stuff like the more commercialized stuff, but you always have that segment of music that is always from the core, from the original root of it. — Damian Marley

The next great task of science is to create a religion for humanity. — John Morley, 1st Viscount Morley Of Blackburn

after his lawyer argued that given the passage of time, he wouldn't have a fair hearing. He became a pariah in the offender-profiling world. Now, — Jon Ronson

A rune for the very bored: when very bored say to yourself: It was during the next twenty minutes that there occurred one of those tiny incidents which revolutionizes the whole course of our life and alter the face of history. Truly we are the playthings of enormous fates. — Cyril Connolly

Sometimes I don't even know why I'm writing what I'm writing...
I'm just following these people around and taking notes. — P. Anastasia

from where she scratched. The Attor and the guards rushed for the queen, but several faeries and High Fae, their masks clattering to the ground, jumped into their path, tackling them. Amarantha screeched, kicking at Tamlin, lashing at him with her dark magic, but a wall of gold encompassed his fur like a second skin. She couldn't touch him. "Tam!" Lucien cried over the chaos. A sword hurtled through the air, a shooting star of steel. Tamlin caught it in a massive paw. Amarantha's scream was cut short as he drove the sword through her head and into the stone beneath. And then closed his powerful jaws around her throat - and ripped it out. Silence fell. — Sarah J. Maas