Eric Harris Columbine Quotes & Sayings

Turn on the news and see how we treat the Batman theater shooter and the Oregon mall shooter like celebrities. Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris are household names, but do you know the name of a single 'victim' of Columbine? — Morgan Freeman

We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis. — Brooklyn Ann

The measure of a master is his success in bringing all men around to his opinion twenty years later. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Those who are learning to compose and arrange their sentences with accuracy and order are learning, at the same time, to think with accuracy and order. — Hugh Blair

My life's actually been quite dull; it's not all that glamorous. — Elizabeth Wurtzel

Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression. The chasm is never completely bridged. We all have the conviction, perhaps illusory, that we have much more to say than appears on the paper. — Isaac Bashevis Singer

Where might is, the right is:
Long purses make strong swords.
Let weakness learn meekness:
God save the House of Lords! — Algernon Charles Swinburne

From now on, there would be no other oaths but this, no other contracts, no other obligations. Never forgive, never forget. — Sarah J. Maas

When I first came into international running, most runners did about 60-70 miles or running a week. I guess that is still the standard except for Kenya and Ethiopia. I was doing 150-250 a week and some weeks as high as 350. It was unheard of! But, because I did not have access to what was possible and standard, I had to set my own possibilities and standards. I was just lucky enough to be out of the loop and not know. — Gerry Lindgren

I think the power of Stieg Larsson's stories is that he has the guts to show the hidden spots in the side of Sweden. That gave us a push to say that for the first time. That they can't have with the American version. — Michael Nyqvist

The lost women I need to know their names those women I would have walked with, jauntily the way men go in groups swinging their arms, and the ones those sweating women whom I would have joined After a hard game to chew the fat what would we have called each other laughing joking into our beer? where are my gangs, my teams, my mislaid sisters? all the women who could have known me, where in the world are their names? — Lucille Clifton

Knowing what I
was, and wanting me, anyway. — Maggie Stiefvater