Fakest Reality Quotes & Sayings

My favorite author is Anton Chekhov, not so much for the plays but for his short stories, and I think he was really my tutor. — Gene Wilder

How soon this mightiness meets misery; And if you can be merry then, I'll say A man may weep upon his wedding-day. — William Shakespeare

The two had very little figured out. They were trying though. They fell in love. They looked for God. They loved constructing miracles out of the mundane. Above all things, they cheered for each other. And they made each other stronger. And that meant everything. — Hannah Brencher

Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us use it differently. — Brian Jacques

Quebec from the boat looked like the ramparts where Hamlet's ghost might have walked. — Charlie Chaplin

I could give you a long list of things I like about Britain, but essentially what it comes down to is that I feel about Britain the same way I feel about my wife. I'm crazy about my wife - we just kind of suit each other. I wouldn't say that she's the most fantastic human being that's ever lived, but she is for me. — Bill Bryson

Newspaper companies are losing advertisers, readers, market value, and, in some cases, their sense of mission at a pace that would have been barely imaginable just four years ago. — Eric Alterman

Every time a child is born, we have another chance. — Eda LeShan

The food that's never let me down in life is porridge, especially with milk and maple syrup, which is delicious. Paris isn't a porridge place, but I can buy it in London when I'm there and bring it back with me. — Marianne Faithfull

He can supply thee with all, or, better still, He can be to thee instead of all. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

There are 365 days in a year and you will meet all the colours of life throughout the year: The blue, the black, the pink ... Only blue is not a life, only pink is not a life, only black is not a life! Life is all the colours! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer — Jenny Han