Conceit Faustus Pride Quotes & Sayings

I'd hate for you to lose him because you were afraid. — Kiera Cass

Who cares what you want? The only thing that matters is what is good for you. Your mother and I only care about what is good for you. You go to school, you become a doctor, you be successful. Then you never have to work in a store like this. Then you have money and respect, and all the things you want will come. You find a nice girl and have children and you have the American Dream. Why would you throw your future away for temporary things that you only want right now? — Nicola Yoon

Let things take their natural course, they will generate their own momentum, that if you try to interfere with will only result in a crash. Physics knows what it is doing, it applies to everyday life, emotion, feeling, desire, and every thought in our tiny little minds, as much as it does to thermodynamics, gravity, nuclear force, and space & time. Don't try too hard looking for answers, you don't need to understand the wavelengths of light and refraction to awe at the beauty of a rainbow. — Graham Mitchell

At length, when I considered it, I realized that the best of my actions were small things. Picking flowers and cooking food for my mother when she had been unwell, spending an afternoon with the children, sending money to my sister or kissing Henry's tiny head as he slept in the nursery before I left. I thought of every detail and afterwards I felt better. Hellfire and brimstone have never appealed to me and I admit I become easily confused thinking of right and wrong. But I do understand kindness. — Sara Sheridan

Maybe that is the price of loving someone: you lose your grasp of where they ended and you began. — Scott Westerfeld

Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit,
His waxen wings did mount above his reach,
And, melting, Heavens conspir'd his overthrow.
— Christopher Marlowe

If warm air rises, Heaven could be hotter than Hell. — Steven Wright

They chose the one nearest a gold-coloured cauldron that was emitting one of the most seductive scents Harry had ever inhaled: somehow it reminded him simultaneously of treacle tart, the woody smell of a broomstick handle and something flowery he thought he might have smelled at The Burrow. — J.K. Rowling

My childhood is very vivid to me, and I don't feel very different now from the way I felt then. It would appear I am the very same person, only with wrinkles. — Sarah Orne Jewett