Depositories Of Union Quotes & Sayings

It's a familiar experience to poets, that arrival of a phrase laden with more sense than we can immediately discern, a cluster of words that seems to know, as it were, more than we do. — Mark Doty

Unfortunately, just like bullets, you can never get words back once they have been sent out into the world. — Clint Van Winkle

The clouds hung like dark, blowing tapestries in the gaps of the hills. — Louis L'Amour

The less one does, as I long ago observed, the less one can find time to do. — Jane Welsh Carlyle

I wish stories were kinder to their characters," Maddie said. "But I guess trouble is more interesting to read about. — Shannon Hale

One of the important things to learn about parenting is that the more you worry about a child, the less the child will worry abouthim- or herself ... instead of worrying, watch with fascination and wonder as your child's life unfolds, and help the child take responsibility for his or her own life. — Charlotte Sophia Kasl

I believe there is no philosophical high-road in science, with epistemological signposts. No, we are in a jungle and find our way by trial and error, building our road behind us as we proceed. — Max Born

The SAT is not perfect. We all know smart, knowledgeable people who do badly on standardized tests. But neither is it useless. SAT scores do measure both specific knowledge and valuable thinking skills. — Virginia Postrel

I've always felt running is a form of meditation. Running enables us to stop our lives, to go out and find a safe place for ourselves. — Nina Kuscsik

All beautiful women are murderers. You've probably heard it said before. — Mike Lester

Compared to the dullest human being actually walking about on the face of the earth and casting his shadow there, the most brilliantly drawn character in a novel is but a bag of bones. — Thomas Hardy

You cannot parcel out freedom in pieces because freedom is all or nothing. — Tertullian

Merit is better than favor. — Sunday Adelaja

And so, perhaps, with grief. We imagine we have battled against it, been purposeful, overcome sorrow, scrubbed the rust from our soul, when all that has happened is that grief has moved elsewhere, shifted its interest. We did not make the clouds come in the first place, and have no power to disperse them. All that has happened is that from somewhere
or nowhere
an unexpected breeze has sprung up, and we are in movement again. — Julian Barnes