Desgouttes Quotes & Sayings

I suppose I should say something negative about vampires living in sin," Father Markus said, "but that seems to be the least of your problems. — MaryJanice Davidson

This stinks like a roadkill skunk. — Maya Banks

Lleu is a hard lord," said Huw, "He is killing Gronw without anger, without love, without mercy. He is hurt too much by the woman and the spear. Yet what is there when it is done? His pride. No spear. No friend."
Roger started at Huw. "You're not so green as you're grass-looking, are you?" he said. "Now you mention it, I have been thinking - That bloke Gronw was the only one with any real guts at the end."
"But none of them is all to blame," said Huw. "It is only together they are destroying each other."
"That Blod-woman was pretty poor," said Roger, "however you look at it."
"No," said Huw. "She was made for her lord. Nobody is asking her if she wants him. It is bitter twisting to be shut up with a person you are not liking very much. I think she was longing for the time when she was flowers on the mountain, and it is making her cruel, as the rose is growing thorns. — Alan Garner

Faith is the accepting of what God gives. Faith is the believing what God says. Faith is the trusting to what Jesus has done. Only do this and you are saved, as surely as you are alive! — Charles Spurgeon

I've got two girls. I like to play golf. Apart from that there's not a lot goes on in my life. So I am boring, aren't I? — Alan Shearer

You know, I'm normally so sanguine. But ... being accused of rushing these two books out to cash in on the Newbery Medal, without access to time travel equipment or anything, just makes me want to bang my forehead gently against a tree for half an hour. Is it too much to ask people to think? — Neil Gaiman

I haven't turned into some rich monster. I've kept my perspective. But I am a bit spoiled. It's hard not to be a little spoiled by having a lot of money. — Christine McVie

Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; — T. S. Eliot