Epitelial Glandular Quotes & Sayings

History shows that wars are divided into two kinds-just and unjust. All wars that are progressive are just, and all wars that impede progress are unjust. — Mao Zedong

Children are angels.
They are protected by God.
But because God cannot be seen, they feel lonely ...
... so they bid farewell to God ...
... and go to live with people.
They let go of the paradise that protected them ...
... to be loved by the ones they love. — Arina Tanemura

While the builders worked on the cottage, Hugh lived in what used to be the stable but was later converted into a guesthouse, the kind you'd have if you wanted to either discourage guests or contain them in one spot while slowly depressing them to death. — David Sedaris

The funny thing about good people - people like Daneca - is that they really honestly don't get the impulse toward evil. They have an incredibly hard time reconciling with the idea that a person who makes them smile can still be capable of terrible things. Which is why, although she's accusing me of being a murderer, she seems more annoyed than actually worried about getting murdered. Daneca seems to persist in a belief that if I would just listen and understand how bad my bad choices are, I'd stop making them. — Holly Black

For the three years I was in school training to be an actor, I was told, 'It's very unlikely you'll work at all on the stage or in film', so I feel I have to take all the opportunities I can. — Dominic Cooper

Normality may lie in being a selectively deaf self-righteous victim of your own cognitive dissonance...but then again...who wants to be an open minded but self-doubting fence-sitter paralyzed by internal conflict? life eh? — Tweedy Peanut

This belonged to my sister-in-law," Prometheus explained. "Pandora."
A lump formed in my throat. "As in Pandora's box?"
Prometheus shook his head. "I don't know how this box business got started. It was never a box. It was a pithos, a storage jar. I suppose Pandora's pithos doesn't have the same ring to it. — Rick Riordan

Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that's how we've got to live. — Haruki Murakami

The moon twangs its silver strings;
The river swoons into town;
The wind beds down in the pines,
Covers itself with stars. — George Elliott Clarke