Dennys Scrapbook Quotes & Sayings

Then I sit there, running the heat to try and thaw my feet after Lucy's flat, and watch the people going past. They make me edgy. Dozens and dozens of people, they just keep coming, and every single one of their heads is crammed with stories they believe and stories they want to believe and stories someone else has made them believe, and every story is battering against the thin walls of the person's skull, drilling and gnawing for its chance to escape and attack someone — Tana French

I used to build things, maintain them and what-not. Sometimes, we'd take things apart completely just to get a good look at the thing on the inside. Then, put it all back together ... Now, I'm lucky if I can build a complete sentence. — Abby Slovin

If you don't concentrate on counting the money, people soon realize that money is not the focus of your consciousness, so they give you everything other than money: kudos, acclaim, praise, etc., etc. And sooner or later you'll be in trouble. — Stuart Wilde

Women are quite able to make friends with a man; but to preserve such a friendship - that no doubt requires the assistance of a slight physical antipathy — Friedrich Nietzsche

The past bubbled out of his black mouth. — Annie Proulx

Don't take life too seriously! Learn to enjoy yourself and be grateful for all you have. — Dia Frampton

Misery is almost always the result of thinking. — Joseph Joubert

Words command us. Names define us. Definitions bind us. Words are where we keep our sacred secrets. — Hal Duncan

I wanna get back
To the old days
When the phone would ring
And I knew it was you
I wanna talk back
And get yelled at
Fight for nothing
Like we used to
Oh kiss me
Like you mean it
Like you miss me
Cuz I know you do
I wanna get back, get back
I wanna get back, get back
I wanna get back, get back
Get Back — Demi Lovato

There are two sides to life for every individual: a personal life, in which his freedom exists in proportion to the abstract nature of his interests, and an elemental life within the swarm of humanity, in which a man inevitably follows laws laid down for him. — Leo Tolstoy