Edeery Quotes & Sayings

Yoga reveals to you the beauty of mindfulness and takes you into the essence of an endless present moment. — Debasish Mridha

Are Cops Now America's Most Dangerous Domestic Terrorists? — William B. Scott

Brother, in these past two months I've sensed a new man in me, a new man has arisen in me! He was shut up inside me, but if it weren't for this thunderbolt, he never would have appeared. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Financial demands, of all the rough winds that blow upon our love, (are) quite the coldest and the most biting. — Gustave Flaubert

I like my men like I like my roses by the dozen. — Barbara La Marr

My name does help me get in the door, but it doesn't do the work for me. — Gia Coppola

More than wanting you for myself, I want you to have a good life. — C.D. Reiss

For almost two months now I've been struggling away with no result. — Claude Monet

I live in a perpetual present. I don't look back and I don't look forward. I just live from week to week. — Neil Oliver

Release with love, not anger. That's the right vibration. If you are still angry, you're not done grieving. You are still attached. — Annette Vaillancourt

The true Filipino is a decolonized Filipino. — Renato Constantino

I'd been so lonely for touch that I'd run for miles at night with shin splints just to move through air. His arms, even in memory, were like a coat I could wear. — Kelle Groom

The owl of Minerva begins its flight only with the coming of the dusk. — Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

She could have rambled with all the fervor of a woman who had loved one entity for longer than most races live, and with the inviolable, unquestioned certainty found in dementia. There were references dated and sealed with meticulous care which she would have enthusiastically opened with the mirth of one proclaiming a lifetime of honors and awards. But that singular event was freshly disturbed; its pores still drifted on the faint zephyr of remembrance. — Darrell Drake

A pale blob appeared on the other side of the glass. Evrial yelped and jumped backward faster than a dog bit by a snake. Her calf caught on the edge of the bed, and she tumbled onto it.
"Good timing," Amaranthe said.
"What?" Bewildered, Evrial stared at the porthole. Only on the second long look did she recognize the pale blob. It was Sicarius's face - upside down. Amaranthe pointed to the porthole frame and mouthed something. Sicarius's head rose out of sight. Evrial rolled off the bed, embarrassed by her startled - and ungraceful - stumble.
"I hope you don't mind," Amaranthe said, "but I'll have to let Maldynado know."
"What?""
That you are capable of shrieking. — Lindsay Buroker