Dimsdale Town Quotes & Sayings

There is only one path, though there are many ways to experience it. — David Wilcock

Only death can seperate me from the wrestling world. — Alexander Nderitu

All women should know how to take care of children. Most of them will have a husband some day. — Franklin P. Jones

Not a day or an hour and sometimes not even a moment in advance did I have any idea what Patrick had in mind for me, or whether he had me in mind at all. This uncertainty lay like a sore under the surface of my skin, erupting again and again, then subsiding, but never healing. — Jan Ellison

The immorality of men triumphs over the amorality of women. — Karl Kraus

There's something about the thousands of glittering lights, the veil of nighttime that almost makes this place beautiful, especially in the reflection of the water. It makes everything askew, disoriented. There's more truth in a ripple of water than in a clear day. — Ellie Lieberman

John Adams, second president of the United States, wrote that our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people ... George Washington warned us never to indulge the supposition that morality can be maintained without religion. — Joe Lieberman

Steven dreamed of you the very second
you died
(So the poem goes)
and you may have visited him
But I'm pretty sure you don't believe
in poems — Jon Paul Fiorentino

I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don't. — W. Somerset Maugham

Somewhere along the way, I stopped living in the real world. I expected life to be like my books. I expected happily ever after out of every situation and when I didn't get it, I'd just read another book. — Nick Pageant

Dreams are never reached unless you do everything you can to reach them, — Chloe Lang

God exists since mathematics is consistent, and the Devil exists since we cannot prove it. — Andre Weil

You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving. — John Keats

Which of us?is to do the hard and dirty work for the restand for what pay? Who is to do the pleasant and clean work, and for what pay? — John Ruskin

And I wanted to be as I had been yesterday, a boy again, without the heaviness of doubt, this pressing fear, this new treachery that lifted to realms of singing gold, and in a little space, flung to pits of night. — Richard Llewellyn