Dirty Pillows Carrie Quotes & Sayings

The truth about your own life is not always easy to accept, and sometimes hasn't even occurred to you. — Anna Quindlen

EFR has incredible leverage to the rising uranium price and its projects have massive potential. — David Talbot

Every poem is a love poem, my dad had said. I'd always thought he meant romantic love...but there were so many kinds of great love: mother and daughter love. Father love. Best friend love. Aunt love. Mother's best friend love. Friendish friendesque love. Love for the living and love for the dead. Love for who you really are, for those weird parts of yourself that only a few people understand. Love for things you yearn to do, for putting words in a page. Love for traveling, for people and seeing new ways to live. Love for the world... — Margo Rabb

I like to get where the cabbage is cooking and catch the scents. — Red Smith

The best Armour of Old Age is a well spent life preceding it; a Life employed in the Pursuit of useful Knowledge, in honourable Actions and the Practice of Virtue; in which he who labours to improve himself from his Youth, will in Age reap the happiest Fruits of them; not only because these never leave a Man, not even in the extremest Old Age; but because a Conscience bearing Witness that our Life was well-spent, together with the Remembrance of past good Actions, yields an unspeakable Comfort to the Soul — Marcus Tullius Cicero

I do not accept any less than someone just as real, as fabulous! — Lady Gaga

But I'm gay and in a relationship with a hot Viking king and we have a bible thumper ... thumping his bible against our bedroom wall ... so what if we got carried away? It's a vacation for us." Levi took a long sip from his mug before turning his trademark smirk up a few megawatts. "What's your excuse? — Mercy Celeste

Dead kings were honored in the Six Kingdoms only insofar as they had the good sense to stop walking around above ground. — Robert Kroese

I would not dare
Console you if I could. What can be said,
Except that suffering is exact, but where
Desire takes charge, readings will grow erratic? — Philip Larkin

There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing. There is the silence that comes with morning in a forest, and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city. There is silence after a rainstorm, and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same. There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt. There is a certain silence that can emanate from a lifeless object as from a chair lately used, or from a piano with old dust upon its keys, or from anything that has answered to the need of a man, for pleasure or for work. This kind of silence can speak. Its voice may be melancholy, but it is not always so; for the chair may have been left by a laughing child or the last notes of the piano may have been raucous and gay. Whatever the mood or the circumstance, the essence of its quality may linger in the silence that follows. It is a soundless echo. — Beryl Markham