Durty Quotes & Sayings

It seems strange to me that mechanical progress always seems to leave the slower demands of elegance far behind. — William Pene Du Bois

If you don't ask the right question, who will? — David Sturt

I stand before you to proclaim tonight: America is the land where dreams can come true for all of us. — Geraldine Ferraro

I didn't just wake up one morning and think, "I'm a boy!" It sort of crept up on me and tapped me on the shoulder a few times before I started to pay attention I began to think that the word "girl" didn't quite fit me. It was like a shoe that was too small -- it pinched me. — Cat Clarke

October's gold is dim - the forests rot, The weary rain falls ceaseless, while the day Is wrapped in damp. — David Gray

I never know," Harry called to Hagrid over the noise of the cart, "What's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite?"
"Stalagmite's got an 'm' in it," said Hagrid. — J.K. Rowling

the all too human need to conjure symbolic meaning from meaningless events. — Steven Erikson

Sometimes we had to improvise. I hate to improvise because I felt like I couldn't find words. — Berenice Bejo

So she's wipin spunk offay her face, gaun aw fuckin panicky, Whae wis that, wis that ma dad?

Fuckin durty pervert sneakin up oan cunts like that, ah goes.

So she goes aw that fuckin ice-cauld, frigid, huffey wey, but fuck her, ye need a wee bit ay fuckin romance at Christmas. — Irvine Welsh

Yet he who grasps the moment's gift, He is the proper man. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

We are owned by propagandists against the Arabs. There's no question about that. Congress, the White House, and Hollywood, Wall Street, are owned by the Zionists. No question in my opinion. They put their money where their mouth is ... We're being pushed into a wrong direction in every way. — Helen Thomas

The energy that gets the baby in is the energy that gets the baby out. — Ina May Gaskin

I am still not good enough. I am still not whole enough. I am still not pure enough. I am still weakness and sharp edges and broken, but He is good and pure and whole, all that I strive for but am not.
I wake up every morning and I sit in silence and I choose to believe. I may speak. I may not. I let Him wrap up all my broken in to His grace. He takes me imperfect. This is the great mystery I never knew. — Anna White