Faca Database Quotes & Sayings

Because what's the point of something virtual if it doesn't end up being real? — David Levithan

Go to faeries for gossip about vampires, to werewolves for gossip about faeries, and do not gossip about werewolves, because they try to bite your face off: that was Magnus's motto. — Cassandra Clare

Tiger, come on now, you've still got work to do. This round and golf tournament are not over. Hang in there and finish the race. — Tiger Woods

Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she was alone, she gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not a day went by without a solitary walk, in which she might indulge in all the delight of unpleasant recollections. — Jane Austen

They're [sportsmen] willing to give up a lot of other things that perhaps we all enjoy doing: eating and drinking and playing or whatever. They give up an awful lot to perform at the highest level. — Jill Douglas

I do not like detached creation. Neither can I conceive of the mind as detached from itself. Each of my works, each diagram of myself, each glacial flowering of my inmost soul dribbles over me. — Antonin Artaud

Do not look for my heart any more; the beasts have eaten it. — Charles Baudelaire

The whole time after you record an album, you're just waiting for the release date. You're waiting for fans to hear it and stuff. — Travis Barker

No carbs after lunch is one of the hardest (rules) to follow. But if you follow this rule YOU WILL lose weight — Bob Harper

I have seen many a face that was more good-looking - never one that looked half so good. — Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

Oh, I'm sure an apology will help," Riley said, rolling her eyes. "Hey, we're sorry we stole the past eleven thousand years of your life, here's a gold watch. Have a nice day. — Alyssa Day

Oh! weep not that our beauty wears Beneath the wings of Time; That age o'erclouds the brow with cares That once was raised sublime ... But mourn the inward wreck we feel As hoary years depart, And Time's effacing fingers steal Young feelings from the heart! — Robert Montgomery

Readers don't grow in trees. But they are grown-in places where they are fertilized with lots of print, and above all, read to daily. — Jim Trelease

The morning after I heard the gospel, however, I woke up with what felt like a hangover. Little would I know it was of the spiritual kind that accompanies the inevitable dawn of realization that life is not perhaps, what we previously thought it was. And we cannot go back to pretending. What a headache to be caught in that liminal space! Literally. — Carolyn Weber

In the dark room where I began My mother's life made me a man. Through all the months of human birth Her beauty fed my common earth. I cannot see, nor breathe, nor stir, But through the death of some of her. — John Masefield