Dorm Daze Quotes & Sayings

The moon is the first milestone on the road to the stars. — Arthur C. Clarke

Some pieces can't ever be restored. — James L. Rubart

It wasn't that I hated change so much as that nothing ever did change, so I didn't know how to handle it. — Chris O'Guinn

Faith is about trust in something deeper. Maybe I have given you the wrong impression when I pray to the Saints, but it always allows peace of mind for me. I know they intercede before God, but I also know that God is listening, and just knowing this makes all the difference. — Olga Soaje

Now and then, someone would accuse me of being evil - of letting people destroy themselves while I watched, just so I could film them and tape-record them. But I didn't think of myself as evil - just realistic. — Andy Warhol

It's just a bunch of dumb, random facts," Annabeth insisted. "Riddles are supposed to make you think." "Think?" The Sphinx frowned. "How am I supposed to test whether you can think? That's ridiculous! Now, how much force is required - — Rick Riordan

It's choice that makes us human. — Jodi Picoult

Every few hundred years in Western history there occurs a sharp transformation. Within a few short decades, society - its worldview, its basic values, its social and political structures, its art, its key institutions - rearranges itself. We are currently living through such a time. — Peter Drucker

For the first time in the history of the world, Buddhism proclaimed a salvation which each individual could gain from him or herself, in this world, during this life, without any least reference to God, or to gods either great or small. — Aldous Huxley

Then anyone who leaves behind him a written manual, and likewise anyone who receives it, in the belief that such writing will be clear and certain, must be exceedingly simple-minded ... — Plato

There is only one kind of land reform today: expropriation. — Ernst Junger

Have you been sniffing fairy farts? — Kim Harrison

The tree of possibilities: life as it reveals itself to a man arriving, astonished, at the threshold of his adult life: an abundant treetop canopy filled with bees singing. And he thinks he understands why she never showed him the letters: she wanted to hear the murmur of the tree by herself, without him, because he, Jean-Marc, represented the abolition of all possibilities, he was the reduction, (even though it was a happy reduction) of her life to a single possibility. — Milan Kundera