Ellunda Quotes & Sayings

I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, as a messenger of wonder, as an architect of peace. — Diane Ackerman

But all that talk. All those confidences. He shuddered to think about it. At the time, though, he didn't know any better, and he was filled the gleeful lurching and teeth-chattering panic of early and undiagnosed love. — Jennifer DuBois

Like all harsh, cold men, he was easily tipped over into sentiment. — Ian Fleming

I got really into writing plays. I did that for years and years and got some produced and didn't like it as much when I wasn't able to control it. — Jake M. Johnson

Some people want to advertise their weirdness, and spread it out, that's not me. — Al Yankovic

The only way to peace is forgiveness. — Pope John Paul II

How come when you wipe up dust it's called dusting but when you wipe up a spill it's not called spilling? There's something to think about. — Ellen DeGeneres

side. He began ranting about the fur coats they — Kim Gordon

She is like the morning," he said. "With that golden hair, those blue eyes, and that fresh bloom on her cheek, she is like the summer morning. The birds here will mistake her for it. We will not call such a lovely young creature as that, who is a joy to all mankind, an orphan. She is the child of the universe. — Charles Dickens

Going to bed with Gertrude Stein, Jeane Kirkpatrick, Susan Sontag, or Margaret Thatcher: There are some things one prefers neither to do nor to have done. — Edward Abbey

I understood how it felt to be dirty even though it wasn't you who jumped in the mud — Kristen Ashley

Daily grace and power of the Holy Spirit must be desired for living rightly and humbly. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Language is the nourishment of the thought of man, that serves only as it undergoes metabolism, and becomes thought and lives, and in its very living passes away. You scientific people, with your fancy of a terrible exactitude in language, of indestructible foundations built, as that Wordsworthian doggerel on the title-page of Nature says, "for aye," are marvellously without imagination! — H.G.Wells