Coston Funeral Home Quotes & Sayings

When an idea for solving a problem suddenly presents itself, ask yourself if all circumstances related to the problem were properly analyzed. — Eraldo Banovac

Good food, fresh water, an occasional sweet and someone to care for. That's what everyone should have. — Maria V. Snyder

For me especially, I travel a lot, and with the weather change and everything, my skin gets dehydrated very fast. — Gal Gadot

I get a lot of people complaining about my ambiguity, often in cases which there is nothing ambigous at all. As far as I can see, people read it when they were half stoned and listening to the TV. Then they come back and say gee, it's impossible to figure out what's going on in a story. — Gene Wolfe

O remember
In your narrowing dark hours
That more things move
Than blood in the heart. — Louise Bogan

We were a family who had come from nothing and now we had respect from French people of all sorts. — Zinedine Zidane

You feel, I suppose, that, in losing Isabella, you lose half yourself: you feel a void in your heart which nothing else can occupy. Society is becoming irksome; and as for the amusements in which you were wont to share at Bath, the very idea of which without her is abhorrent. You would not, for instance, now go to a ball for the world. You feel that you have no longer any friend to whom you can speak with unreserve; on whose regard you can place dependence; or whose counsel, in any difficult, you could rely on. — Jane Austen

One day I shall burst my bud of calm and blossom into hysteria. — Christopher Fry

Frankly, it's depressing, each night sleeping in someone else's home. I miss having a roof to my name. Our situation isn't an 'All in the Family' cliche, but it's still easy to see reality in plain terms: I live with my in-laws, and I can't say when that will change. — Rosecrans Baldwin

Cannery Row is the gathered and scattered, tin and iron and rust and splintered wood, chipped pavement and weedy lots and junk heaps, sardine canneries of corrugated iron, honky tonks, restaurants and whore houses, and little crowded groceries, and laboratories and flophouses. Its inhabitant are, as the man once said, "whores, pimps, gambler and sons of bitches," by which he meant Everybody. — John Steinbeck

How much of me is inherited, and how much is my own creation? — Isaac Marion

Sorel's basic character flaws had all cemented by the age of fifteen, a fact which further elicited my sympathy. To have all the building blocks of your life in place by that age was, by any standard, a tragedy. It was as good as sealing yourself into a dungeon. Walled in, with nowhere to go but your own doom.
Walls.
A world completely surrounded by walls. — Haruki Murakami