Formol Quotes & Sayings

Snow floated down every once in a while, but it was frail snow, like a memory fading into the distance. — Haruki Murakami

I eat stories instead of bread or rice. I usually eat books, but I love handwriting best. Love stories are sugary, so I like those even better. So you better write me a suuuuper yummy story. — Mizuki Nomura

You may have bought my body, you may even have the papers to prove it, but don't fool yourself into thinking for a moment that my heart and mind were included in the purchase. — Nenia Campbell

When I was a kid, I loved reading Sherlock Holmes. Now, you don't think of him as a superhero, but he was so damn much smarter than anybody else. — Stan Lee

The devil had as good have let Paul alone, for he no sooner comes into prison but he falls a preaching, at which the gates of Satan's prison fly open, and poor sinners come forth. — William Gurnall

Of course war is horrible, but at present it's still the only guarantee of peace. — Jimi Hendrix

People must be valued because of what they are rather than who they are. — M.F. Moonzajer

I'm always mentally photographing everything as practice. — Minor White

The vaccinations are not working, and they are dangerous.. We should be working with nature. — Lendon Smith

HO. LEE. SHIT. I feel sorry for all the girls in the world that never get to experience a Jake Andrews at least once in their lifetime. — Jay McLean

Some leaders think time will solve the problem. Their hope is that Assad's regime will ultimately fall from the heavy toll of the horrors it has spawned. From past experience with such regimes, this scenario is unlikely to happen. — Ahmed Zewail

The longest distance in the universe is not between the stars, but between the religion and the truth! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

A Society in which the people's wants do not exceed their possessions is not a Socialist society. — Aneurin Bevan

Age is provident because the less future we have the more we fear it. — Ambrose Bierce

Ten months ago, I would have sat beside them, drinking beer and fitting in, and writing witty commentary in my head: She puts the words out there on purpose, like a lawyer trying to lead the jury. "Objection, Miss Monk." "So sorry. Please disregard." But it's too late because the jury has heard the words and latched onto them - if he likes her, she must like him in return. ... But now I stand there, feeling dull and out of place and wondering how I was ever friends with Amanda to begin with. The air is too close. — Jennifer Niven