Fletcher Quimby Quotes & Sayings

War was so many things, and not the least of which confusion. What was wrong? What was right, for that matter?
Was killing right or wrong? Brave or cowardly? Human nature or unnatural behavior of creatures too smart for their own good?
Loyalty, betrayal, hate, love, fear, friendship, teamwork, violence. War was connected to all of these. Hard work, sadness, suffering, discipline, chaos, questions, few answers, strategy, bravery, foolishness, death, life.
And both winning and losing were only two small aspects of the word war. — Kenzie Kovacs-Szabo

The Warrior of the Light never forgets the old saying: The good little goat doesn't bleat. — Paulo Coelho

It's not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What's hard, she said, is figuring out what you're willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about. — Shauna Niequist

It is advisable that a person know at least three things, where they are, where they are going, and what they had best do under the circumstances. — John Ruskin

I can't afford to waste my time making money. - JEAN LOUIS AGASSIZ — Anthony Robbins

No one should ever be forced upon those in grief, and all over-emotional people, no matter how near or dear, should be barred absolutely. — Joan Didion

My heart melted a little thinking of the effort he'd put into trying to be what I needed, and I knew I fought a losing battle. — Melissa Haag

REVEILLE, n. A signal to sleeping soldiers to dream of battlefields no more, but get up and have their blue noses counted. — Ambrose Bierce

The evening is really hard for me. I have to force myself not to eat. — Carnie Wilson

Questioning' something is not 'rebellion'..
It's 'Common sense' just 'curious'.. — Abha Maryada Banerjee

For if a room that exists under the governance, authority, and intent of others seems smaller than it is, then a room that exists in secret can, regardless of its dimensions, seem as vast as one cares to imagine. Rising — Amor Towles

The most beautiful prose paragraph yet written by any American. — Harold Bloom

I couldn't help the way he made me feel. Couldn't help that his arms were my favorite place. Couldn't help that his mouth was my favorite flavor and his voice was my favorite song. — A.L. Jackson

Once a man is broken, only love can pick up the pieces and glue him back together. — K.J. Bell