Davlin Farms Quotes & Sayings

In reality art is always for everyone and for no one. — Eugenio Montale

Lessers were fewer and farther between now than ever, and there had been sightings, by others in the Brotherhood, of a very different kind of foe. — J.R. Ward

My whole life was foretold to me. An old Romany gypsy read my fortune. — Maureen O'Hara

In my wildest dreams I never thought - well, I never thought I'd work. — Steve Carell

In practice the standard for what constitutes rape is set not at the level of women's experience of violation but just above the level of coercion acceptable to men. — Judith Lewis Herman

What is precious inside us does not care to be known by the mind in ways that diminish its presence. — David Whyte

I lack self-confidence. I don't know whether I shall ever get it. Perhaps it is better to be unsure of your self, as I am. But it is very tiring. — Audrey Hepburn

Some days you wake up changed. This was one for Starling, she could tell. What she had seen yesterday at the Potter Funeral Home had caused in her a small tectonic shift. Starling had studied psychology and criminology in a good school. In her life she had seen some of the hideously offhand ways in which the world breaks things. But she hadn't really known, and now she knew: sometimes the family of man produces, behind a human face, a mind whose pleasure is what lay on the porcelain table at Potter, West Virginia, in the room with the cabbage roses. Starling's first apprehension of that mind was worse than anything she could see on the autopsy scales. The knowledge would lie against her skin forever, — Thomas Harris

In a moment of pure frustration today, I came to the conclusion that there is no angry way to say 'bubbles'... — Some Guy

I'm going to try to be better than I ever was. — Ben Roethlisberger

Live interviews are more difficult to distort. — Bianca Jagger

Justice. Law. Although both were vital in order to protect the innocent, they did not always work to everyone's liking. — Paulo Coelho

It is only the story ... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence.The story is our escort;without it,we are blind.Does the blind man own his escort?No,neither do we the story;rather,it is the story that owns us.
— Chinua Achebe

For our anxiety is the one thing we cannot place on the shoulders of others, it suffocates them. — Anais Nin

You will never know anyone more intimately than yourself. Love yourself and be good to yourself. — Bryant McGill