Foedus Cassianum Quotes & Sayings

While we pay lip service to the virtues of reading, the truth is that there is still in our culture something that suspects those who read too much, whatever reading too much means, of being lazy, aimless dreamers, people who need to grow up and come outside to where real life is, who think themselves superior in their separateness. — Anna Quindlen

I'm holding a teardrop for a friend Until his heartache and misery end. — Jesse Tyler Ferguson

Sometimes when you fill a vacuum, it still sucks. — Dennis Ritchie

Yet still we hug the dear deceit. — Nathaniel Cotton

Lament invoked love.
Woe invoked wonder.
Grief invoked grace.
Cry invoked celebration.
(Page 80) — Neena Verma

Some of us are sixty feet long with a brain the size of a walnut. — William S. Burroughs

Success in life, in anything, depends upon the number of persons that one can make himself agreeable to. — Thomas Carlyle

Do you think I would want to live under a government that you ran or set up? It's all very nice to say you're an anarchist, but you only want anarchy for yourself. For the rest of us, you want to make sure we do what you say, think how you think, and remember you're the boss. — Jane Smiley

There's this tradition of women's magazines - which have been my bread and butter as a freelancer - where the paradigm is that the writing is about relationships, body image, lessons, and it's always redemptive. — Meghan Daum

At home I can become lazy and if a Welsh word is really long, I just replace it with English. — Matthew Rhys

But in every family there are bad people, and weak people, and some people who can't or won't withstand the trials of life, and who fail spectacularly. Their guardian angels weep; demons beholding them dance for joy.
But only The Maker decides what ultimately happens to them. — Anne Rice

He knew the road would get
more interesting, especially ahead, always ahead. — Jack Kerouac

Fairy tales had been her first experience of the magical universe, and more than once she had wondered why people ended up distancing themselves from that world, knowing the immense joy that childhood had brought to their lives. — Paulo Coelho

In the labyrinth of a difficult text, we find unmarked forks in the path, detours, blind alleys, loops that deliver us back to our point of entry, and finally the monster who whispers an unintelligible truth in our ears. — Mason Cooley