Ecton Park Quotes & Sayings

Why do we decorate the world with the ugliness of war when nature is so beautiful and kind? — Debasish Mridha

In the name of Justice!!! Ultra-secret forbidden Ogi technique: Star of Ogi!!! — Keiichi Arawi

Growing up in London, with a hippie mom, I don't know that I'm most people's definition of what a black person is. I'm mixed, yes, but in the world I'm defined as black before I'm defined white. I've never been called white. — Carmen Ejogo

Though true repentance is never too late, yet late repentance is seldom true. — Thomas Brooks

The plan is to marry a doctor, It's either that or become a trolley-dolly and hit on a pilot. — Ken McClure

Epifania's first order was the most ancient wish of dynasts: that Carmen must conceive a male child, a king-in-waiting through whom his loving mother and grandmother would rule. Carmen, realising in her bitter consternation that this very first instruction would have to be disobeyed, lowered her eyes, muttered, 'Okay, Epifania Aunty, wish is my command,' and fled the room. — Salman Rushdie

Life is not safe. A man might spend his whole time on Earth staying safe in a basement, and in the end, he still dies like everyone else. (Hao) — Patricia Briggs

She could see so clearly now that he was only a childish fancy, no more important really than her spoiled desire for the aquamarine earbobs she had coaxed out of Gerald. For, once she owned the earbobs, they had lost their value, as everything except money lost its value once it was hers. — Margaret Mitchell

We need to turn the question around to look at the harasser, not the target. We need to be sure that we can go out and look anyone who is a victim of harassment in the eye and say, 'You do not have to remain silent anymore. — Anita Hill

The earl narrowed his eyes as he hopped off his bay gelding and surveyed the deep green expanse of lawn surrounding the ancestral home. The graceful house, built atop and around an ancient abbey, wore its centuries of accretion with aplomb, as if it had always perched atop this
gentle slope. In the slanting late afternoon sun, the fading red-brick walls glowed. "My God, I hate the country," he said. — Jenny Holiday