Dotdotbang Quotes & Sayings

What is love without passion? - A garden without flowers, a hat without feathers, tobogganing without snow. — Lady Randolph Churchill

If we ever walk in streets paved with gold, we will have placed it there ourselves. — Brigham Young

We have to have a deep, patient compassion for the fears of others and irrational mania of those who hate or condemn us. — Thomas Merton

A professional player is smarter than a college man. He uses his noodle. He knows what to do and when to do it. He rarely goes up in the air as is the case with most of our college players when they get in a tight place. — Red Grange

We can't talk about mass incarceration at this point without talking about women. — Dream Hampton

If I'm going to merely ramble, maybe I should just snuggle under the warm covers, think of Miu, and play with myself. — Haruki Murakami

Yes, well, let me tell you that if nobody had ever learned to quote, very few people would be in love with La Rochefoucauld. I bet you I don't know ten souls who read him without a middleman. — Dorothy Parker

Come back to life, love. I'll be here when you wake up. — Tahereh Mafi

I had made a friend. My second one in fourteen years. I was on a roll — James Patterson

I know my past is not what my future holds. — R. Kelly

I deem it established, then, that the Constitution does not recognize property in man, but leaves that question, as between the states, to the law of nature and of nations. — William H. Seward

I shall live this day as if it is my last. And if it is not, I shall fall to my knees and give thanks. — Og Mandino

I think the most important thing you can do is to keep drawing no matter what. And to not be afraid of drawing whatever interests you. If there is something that you want to draw, to make, then I think you should pursue it and not let anybody tell you that you can't do it. — Brian Selznick

This wasn't the way I had imagined my adventures, but reality ignored my wishes from the get-go, giving me a body best suited for stacking books in the library, injecting so much fear into my veins that I could only cower in the stairwell when the violence came. Maybe someday my arms and legs would thicken with muscle and the fear would drain away like dirty bathwater. I wish I believed these things would happen, but I didn't. — David Benioff

It felt good, really good, just to scream finally. I felt like I was singing a hit single. But in Hell. — M T Anderson