Franette Segal Quotes & Sayings

A love gone bad, a sea of bitterness: such an everyday thing. As ordinary as the tide, and perhaps as relentless. But tides turned, too. — Deanna Fei

The keys that unlock the heart are made of funny materials: a disarming phrase that comes out of the blue, nowhere, a certain sexy walk that sends you reeling, the way someone hums when she is alone. My father said it was the way my mother danced with him. — Jonathan Carroll

The strength of the Democratic Party of Cook County is not something that just happened. — Richard J. Daley

I am a prelude to better players, O my brothers! An example! Follow my example! — Friedrich Nietzsche

Infinity is against us," I told him. "There's no way for us ever to count it or control it or understand it. — David Levithan

He who hath two coats, let him impart to him that hath none. — Lancelot Andrewes

She is a mortal danger without meaning to be one; she's exquisite without giving ita thought; shes a trap set by nature, a rose in which love lies in ambush!
Anyone who has seen her smile has known perfection. She creates grace without movement and makes all divinity fit into her slightest gesture.
And neither Venus in her shell, nor Diana striding in the great, blossoming forest, can compare to her when she goes through the streets of paris in her sedan chair. — Edmond Rostand

There are some hurts that we experience that can be forgiven but we won't forget them. — Joyce Meyer

Title: Teaching Writing Based on Journaling Concepts of Thoreau Thesis: Information processing generates active students. My thesis is to engage in remembering place. Through my own experience of basing my newest novel entitled The Passing Light on my own travel diary, I create strategies based on the travel journaling of Thoreau. My students create E- journals as primary sources for essays. Writing based on keen observation and self discovery is a part of learning to write. — Maryann Diedwardo

Pray that ye enter not into temptation. — Anonymous

Far, far below, red liquid bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup? None of the posibilities were good. — Rick Riordan

I'd been so lonely for touch that I'd run for miles at night with shin splints just to move through air. His arms, even in memory, were like a coat I could wear. — Kelle Groom

in the story no one smiles,no lesson is learned.
the narrator can not change any one's heart
the story is agate to another story,which opens onto a story after that.
i made it up but the story is true. — Laura Apol

That'd go over like a fart in a spacesuit. — Cameo Renae