Frank Ocean Short Quotes & Sayings

Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape. — C.S. Lewis

Daydreaming had started me on the way; but story writing once I was truly in its grip, took me and shook me awake. — Eudora Welty

What really matters is that there is so much faith and love and kindliness which we can share with and provoke in others, and that by cleanly, simple, generous living we approach perfection in the highest and most lovely of all arts ... But you, I think, have always comprehended this. — James Branch Cabell

She doubted if Angus had any inkling of how he really had saved her. He had given her adventure and escape from home, and that was one better than rescuing her from shadowy mountain whispers or a watery grave. — A.E. Mayer

I'm not a political comedian. That's just not what I do. — Louis C.K.

It's got you thinking - you've never really known anyone who's died of natural causes, have you? Parents and grandparents, plus friends and neighbors and casual lovers, they've all left you too early, and in such ghastly ways. Cancers and violence, accidents and congenital defects, aneurysms of the brain and psyche. You've heard of people who've slipped peacefully away in their sleep, or in their favorite easy chairs, after ripe octogenarian lives, but suspect they must be mythical, in the company of unicorns and mermaids. If you didn't know better, you'd think there was a deliberate methodology behind it all, a gradual pattern of calamity spiraling inward until, at last, you're the only one left to be dealt with. You could be expected to think that, but don't, because you still keep your wits about you, thank god - So to speak. — Brian Hodge

Common sense needs to be more common. — Phil McGraw

You have carried my heart in your hands tonight," he said. "But I have felt as if you have carried it long before that. — Holly Black

My style is constantly changing. — Kiernan Shipka

Death gotta be easy cause life is hard — Curtis Jackson

They walked up the stone steps into the Entrance Hall, where the delicious smells of dinner wafted towards them from the Great Hall.
"Poor old Snuffles," said Ron, breathing deeply. "He must really like you, Harry... imagine having to live off rats. — J.K. Rowling