Cute Lottery Quotes & Sayings

This was the doorway to the heart of the Great Keep. The one place
any son of Lila Jane Evers Wate would instinctively find his way,
whether or not he was a Wayward.
The library. — Kami Garcia

The question that women casually shopping for perfume ask more than any other is this: "What scent drives men wild?" After years of intense research, we know the definitive answer. It is bacon. Now, on to the far more interesting subject of perfume. — Tania Sanchez

Lord Russell of Liverpool, for example, in his Scourge of the Swastika (London, 1954, p. 250) claimed "the murder by the Germans of over five million European Jews," having satisfied himself that he was somewhere between those who estimated six million and those who preferred four million. But, he wrote of Auschwitz, "were everything to be written it would not be read. If read, it would not be believed. — Richard E. Harwood

Left to my own devices, I'm content to wake myself with a fart. — Nicole Krauss

In our town - our town of shadows, our town of mystery - it seems our buildings have, without reason, begun to disappear completely. Still full of their loyal inhabitants, the buildings and the people all disintegrate soundlessly. The air has been hard to breathe, full of regret and the glassy voices of the unsurprised dead. Our commuters have begun carrying photographs of their loved ones with them to work. On the bus, we look at each other, pictures of our sad wives and doubtful children huddled close to our chests, quietly imagining the silent elaborations of our own deaths. We are disappointed coming home that evening because the many photos betray our cowardice: We live in a town that is disappearing, and worse, like the buildings, our hope is gone and we are no longer surprised by anything. — Joe Meno

A German infantryman wrote in his diary, 'Courage has nothing to do with it. The fear of death surpasses all other feelings and terrible compulsion alone drives the soldier forward.'22 — James Wyllie

I always knew looking back on my tears would bring me laughter, but I never knew looking back on my laughter would make me cry. — Yusuf Islam