Decembers Quotes & Sayings

He stood looking at her as if it took all of his effort to keep his eyes directed at her face, to keep seeing her, to endure the sight. "What do you want?" he asked. — Ayn Rand

I learned from my father to translate: everything I read I try to figure out what it really means, what it's really saying. — Richard Feynman

We will not forget that Liberty has made her home here, nor shall her chosen altar be neglected ... A stream of light shall pierce the darkness of ignorance and mans oppression until Liberty enlightens the world. — Grover Cleveland

The room was so neat and tidy it made me feel quite depressed ... I do not allow myself to repine about what cannot be helped; but I remembered earlier Decembers, under the cloudless blue skies and brilliant sun of Egypt.
As I stood morosely contemplating the destruction of our cheerful domestic clutter, and recalling better days, I heard the sound of wheels on the gravel of the drive. The first guest had arrived. Gathering the robes of my martyrdom about me, I made ready to receive her. — Elizabeth Peters

He found a stuffed animal, a fluffy wolf with bright blue eyes, and was immediately drawn to it. "I want to get this for her. It is telling me it needs to go home with us." Francesca laughed at him. — Christine Feehan

He loved her, and he knew she loved him back. As far as he was concerned, that had to be worth fighting for. — Natalie K. Martin

He was a romantic, he knew it, and he guarded the knowledge jealously. — Stephen King

Being born at the tag-end of the baby boom, I was destined (or doomed, depending on how you look at it) to fall in love with sci-fi. It was one of my first literary loves, as a matter of fact. — Rick Yancey

Did the walls of the barn start to tremble
With a glory they could not contain?
Did anyone wake with the feeling
Of peace that they could not explain?
Oh the love must have been overwhelming
As it warmed everyone in it's flow
For all of the earth is still telling
of 2000 Decembers ago. — Joy Williams

Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone. — Mary Boykin Chesnut

People forget that keeping a band together is hard; man, it's really hard. All the cliches apply about living in each other's pockets; of it being a relationship, a marriage, a family. — Dean Wareham

Cold in the earth - and fifteen wild Decembers,
From those brown hills, have melted into spring. — Emily Bronte

I'm aware of what kids like because I'm constantly in touch with them. Also, they say that a lot of people who write for children can remember their own childhoods vividly and I can remember my childhood very vividly. — Eric Wilson

How we walk with the broken speaks louder than how we sit with the great. — Bill Bennot

The problem is that those of us sympathetic with the plight of indigenous people view them as quaint and colorful, but somehow reduced to margins of history as the real world [(our world)] moves on We will be known as an era in which we stood by and either actively endorsed or passively accepted the massive destruction of both biological and cultural diversity on the planet. — Wade Davis

Once an athlete feels his coach does not believe in him resentment develops and everyone loses at that point. — George M. Gilbert

Pynchon has been a favorite writer and a major influence all along. In many ways I see him as almost the start of a certain mutant pop culture imagery with esoteric historical and scientific information. Pynchon is a kind of mythic hero of mine, and I suspect that if you talk with a lot of recent SF writers you'll find they've all read Gravity's Rainbow (1973) several times and have been very much influenced by it. I was into Pynchon early on- I remember seeing a New York Times review of V. when it first came out- I was just a kid- and thinking, Boy, that sounds like some really weird shit! — William Gibson

The storm walked around the hills on legs of lightning, shouting and grumbling. — Terry Pratchett

Anyway, my point is (I know, I know, there is one), I don't want to be
one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so
influential, and so treasured, yet years later just a vague face and a distant
memory. I want us to be best friends forever, Alex. — Cecelia Ahern