Flavian Palace Quotes & Sayings

Danny was the least of her worries. She had heard the people on the street and could see the headline now: "Pittsburgh Invaded by Vampires."
Oh fudge. Jack was so going to kill her. — Stacy McKitrick

Anyone can find places but finding people is a gift from God. — E. M. Forster

You'll never know what psychopathic heights you're capable of, just lying there on the sofa — Josh Stern

You know when someone's over-flattering you in a way. You smile but you can't believe it. — Laura Linney

That 'creature,' that 'woman of loose behaviour' is perhaps holier than you are yourselves, you monks who are seeking salvation! She fell perhaps in her youth, ruined by her environment. But she loved much and Christ himself forgave the woman 'who loved much. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Music is largely psychic. It is a feeling. It is not logical. It is a feeling - Art, life, why we live - feelings. — Frederick Lenz

Track accountability is the best way to describe it. You're looking to see which dog accounts for the most tracks in the smoothest manner. — Edward Higgins White

Also remember that in any man's dark hour, a pat on the back and an earnest handclasp may work a small miracle. — Samuel Lyman Atwood Marshall

She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged — Virginia Woolf

The Luxembourg is within five minutes' walk of the rue Notre Dame des Champs, and there he sat under the shadow of a winged god, and there he had sat for an hour, poking holes in the dust and watching the steps which lead from the northern terrace to the fountain. The sun hung, a purple globe, above the misty hills of Meudon. Long streamers of clouds touched with rose swept low on the western sky, and the dome of the distant Invalides burned like an opal through the haze. Behind the Palace the smoke from a high chimney mounted straight into the air, purple until it crossed the sun, where it changed to a bar of smouldering fire. High above the darkening foliage of the chestnuts the twin towers of St. Sulpice rose, an ever-deepening silhouette. — Robert W. Chambers

Unless man can make new and original adaptations to his environment as rapidly as his science can change the environment, our culture will perish. — Carl Rogers

Everywhere, words are mixing. Words and lyrics and dialogue are mixing in a soup that could trigger a chain reaction. Maybe acts of God are just
the right combination of media junk thrown out into the air. The wrong words collide and call up an earthquake. The way rain dances called storms,
the right combination of words might call down tornadoes. Too many advertising jingles commingling could be behind global warming. Too many
television reruns bouncing around might cause hurricanes. Cancer. AIDS. — Chuck Palahniuk