Ellipses Between Quotes & Sayings

If my mum thinks I'm acting like a diva she'll soon tell me off ... She'll cut me down to size! — Katherine Jenkins

Like most girls I'm always really self-conscious about do I look fat, if my legs are short, if I'm weird shaped, but when I go on stage, man, it never occurs to me. I think I look beautiful. — Janis Joplin

Twitter is the most amazing medium for a comedy writer. I can't get in every idea I want on the show no matter how hard I try to bully the other writers, so it's a way of me getting out other comic ideas and immediately getting feedback. — Mindy Kaling

I need to eat a lot; otherwise, I feel faint. I get in the worst moods if I don't eat. — Cara Delevingne

Rock bottom demands we pay a price for the ride back to the top. — Toni Sorenson

Both of us widened our eyes and said, "Woah."
Then I immediately blushed. Oh my God, had I just looked at Archer and said, "Whoa"?
But ... wait a minute. Had Archer just looked at me and said "Whoa"? — Rachel Hawkins

Some people talk in a telephone
And some people talk in a hall;
Some people talk in a whisper,
And some people talk in a drawl;
And some people talk-and-talk-and-talk-and-talk-and-talk
And Never say anything at all. — Walter R. Brooks

Happiness really isn't that hard to find. — Sarra Manning

For I believe that part of knowledge is its desire to show itself and its refusal to put up with a merely hidden existence. I find mute knowledge dangerous, for it grows ever more mute and ultimately secret, and must then avenge itself for being secret. — Elias Canetti

It's how you live that really counts — Katharine Hepburn

servants' part of the house, the half-clad domestics were talking in low whispers to each other. Old Mrs. Leaf was crying and wringing her hands. Francis was as pale as death. After about a quarter of an hour, he got the coachman and one of the footmen and crept upstairs. They knocked, but there was no reply. They called out. Everything was still. Finally, after vainly trying to force the door, they got on the roof and dropped down on to the balcony. The windows yielded easily--their bolts — Oscar Wilde

And to top everything he's got this problem he can't let her know how he feels: What-he's shy? Shy! Tell me who in this goddamn world is shy? Young, old, the lame and halt. Clobber you over the head with what they feel.
Oh Man I wish just once in my long fucked-up life someone had come up to me who was too shy to tell me what they thought of me ... — E.L. Doctorow

The better a work is, the more it attracts criticism; it is like the fleas who rush to jump on white linens. — Gustave Flaubert