Essendon Fields Quotes & Sayings

Nothing is more beautiful than freedom, and nothing more grotesque than its molestation. — Bryant McGill

Forgiving someone may cost you your pride, but not forgiving them will cost you your freedom. — Charles F. Glassman

I love her and we make each other happy. But if our happiness makes so many people unhappy, is it the right thing to do? — Chetan Bhagat

What did you do for them, Bone? Teach them to read and write? Help them rebuild, give the, Christ, help restore a culture? Did you remember to warn the, that it could never be Eden? — Walter M. Miller Jr.

They say when you're about to die, you see your entire life flash before your eyes.
They lied.
The only thing Nick Gautier could see flashing was Kyrian Hunter's vampire fangs. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

A lot of people don't make the correlation between acting and modeling, they think of them as two separate things. But I really believe that a model is an actress. — Michael Flutie

Busted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego. — Becca Fitzpatrick

A practical girl never pines; she takes action. — Adriana Trigiani

People do not become great by doing great things. They do great things because they are great. — George Bernard Shaw

If you think somebody cares...

Where are you?
How are you?
...

(You are fucking... damn...WRONG) — Deyth Banger

They could then see the faint summer fogs in layers, woolly, level, and apparently no thicker than counterpanes, spread about the meadows in detached remnants of small extent. On the gray moisture of the grass were marks where the cows had lain through the night - dark-green islands of dry herbage the size of their carcasses, in the general sea of dew. From each island proceeded a serpentine trail, by which the cow had rambled away to feed after getting up, at the end of which trail they found her; — Thomas Hardy

And somewhere between his glassy infatuation for the one, and her growing fervor for the all, they'd found a shady place where two could huddle, grow, even feel nourished. — James Kahn

Our years Glide silently away. No tears, No loving orisons repair The wrinkled cheek, the whitening hair That drop forgotten to the tomb. — Horace

The partitions of the houses were so thin we could hear the women occupants of adjoining rooms changing their minds. — Mark Twain