Frischemarkt Quotes & Sayings

Only the river is free, always changing but always the same ... — Raymond Sokolov

Once you realize that there are only certain points which you are willing to negotiate, it makes the negotiation much simpler. — Brad Katsuyama

Blindly, I ran to Archer, who was sitting on one of the thick mats we'd used in Defense. His elbows rested on his raised knees, and he had his head in his hands. I knelt in front of him, awkwardly wrapping my arms around his neck. He uncurled himself, pulling me to him. For a long time, we held each other, my hands fisted in his hair; his, stroking my back.
"I'm okay," he said at last. "I know that's hard to believe, but nothing hurts. I mean, except for my mind and soul, but those were always a little broken." Gently, we disentangled ourselves and rose to our feet. "Your magic is awesome, man," he said to Cal, who I just realized was standing at the edge of the mat, next to Jenna. "Although I have to say, now that you've brought me back from the edge of death-what, like, hundreds of times?-I'm starting to feel like our relationship is a little unbalanced."
"You can buy me a burger when we get out of here," Cal said, and as usual, I had no idea if he was joking or not. — Rachel Hawkins

In worshipping their nationhood men worship themselves and scorn others, and that is no healthy thing. — C.J. Sansom

Proper names are poetry in the raw.
Like all poetry they are untranslatable. — W. H. Auden

Everything which is of use to mankind is honourable. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

We are blood-secured, delivered from the enemy's power, and raised up into newness of life in God. — David Wilkerson

While we need to look deeply into the Scriptures Jesus knew, we needn't look beyond them for things that aren't there. — Ann Spangler

Swelter, as soon as he saw who it was, stopped dead, and across his face little billows of flesh ran swiftly here and there until, as though they had determined to adhere to the same impulse, they swept up into both oceans of soft cheek, leaving between them a vacuum, a gaping segment like a slice cut from a melon. It was horrible. It was as though nature had lost control. As though the smile, as a concept, as a manifestation of pleasure, had been a mistake, for here on the face of Swelter the idea had been abused. — Mervyn Peake