Eisings Quotes & Sayings

We're so good at masking our hunger until the knocks at the door cripple our dignity. — Tahereh Mafi

Wizards? Do you mean they do things a different way?"
"No, just the way we do,"Merlin replied.With a flick of his finger he lit the soggy heap of kindling that Arthur had gathered ( ... ) A blaze leapt up on the instant. Merlin then opened his hands and produced some food out of thin air. — Deepak Chopra

I mainly like to do singer/songwriter kind of stuff. — Hayley Orrantia

The voice welling up out of this little man is terrific, Harry had noticed it at the house, but here, in the nearly empty church, echoing off the walnut knobs and memorial plaques and high arched rafters, beneath the tall central window of Jesus taking off into the sky with a pack of pastel apostles for a launching pad, the timbre is doubled, richer, with a rounded sorrowful something Rabbit hadn't noticed hitherto, gathering and pressing the straggle of guests into a congregation, subduing any fear that this ceremony might be a farce. Laugh at ministers all you want, they have the words we need to hear, the ones the dead have spoken. — John Updike

I never knew we had allies in these areas did you Agres?" Nicka asked, Agres shrugged "You learn something new everyday. — Charon Lloyd-Roberts

I should advise you not to stop there, but set fire to his house, too, and sell his children to pirates. That is the only way he will learn — Zen Cho

There seems to be this sense among even well-meaning Americans that Africa is this black hole of murder and mutilation that can never be fixed, no matter what aid is brought in. — Nicholas D. Kristof

I didn't know he was dead; I thought he was British. — Woody Allen

Writers write.
Memorable writers write genuinely. — Roxanna Aliba Kazibwe

A saint? Tanner Stone was the anti-Christ. — Amy Andrews

Again, the Darkling shook his head. "You two make it so easy. I prick him, you bleed."
"And you can't begin to understand that, can you?"
He reached out and tapped Morozova's collar, letting his fingers graze the skin of my throat. Even that faint touch opened the connection between us, and a rush of power vibrated through me like a bell being struck.
"I understand enough," he said softly. — Leigh Bardugo