Furusato Choice Quotes & Sayings

See," he says into my mouth. "I don't hate you, Lucy. — Sally Thorne

The sadness in your heart is a yesterday you can no longer see, so put it behind you and walk always forward.
Swift Antelope to Amy in Comanche Heart — Catherine Anderson

You're going to have to drive off the road and park behind thoses bushes," I instructed Vee. Vee leaned forward, peering into the darkness. "Is that a ditch between me and the bushes ?" "It's not very deep. Trust me, we'll clear it." "Looks deep to me. This is a Neon we're talking about, not a Hummer. — Becca Fitzpatrick

How many times do you take yourself to the brink of complete collapse? It's not a real fun place to go. — Bryan Clay

It has always seemed to me the real art in this business is not so much moving information or guidance or policy five or 10,000 miles. That is an electronic problem. The real art is to move it the last three feet in face to face conversation. — Edward R. Murrow

Nobody stands out right now. Everybody has similar styles. None of these fighters have reinvented the wheel and created a new style. — Roberto Duran

The past and present are after all so close, almost one, as if time were an artificial teasing out of a material which longs to join, to interpenetrate, and to become heavy and very small like some of those heavenly bodies scientists tell us of. — Iris Murdoch

When I talk of hearing a poet's voice speaking, I always think of it as in the presence of the man. — Norman MacCaig

If I'm not completely humble and gentle, I haven't fully grasped Jesus' love for me. If I'm not patient and loving, I haven't fully grasped Jesus' love for me. Take the time to read 4:1-6:9 — Jodi Bowersox

God, he can alpha me anytime he wants. — Karina Halle

GGibbie never thought about himself, therefore was there wide room for the entrance of the spirit. Does the questioning thought arise to any reader: How could a man be conscious of bliss without the thought of himself? I answer the doubt: When a man turns to look at himself, that moment the glow of the loftiest bliss begins to fade; the pulsing fire-flies throb paler in the passionate night; an unseen vapour steams up from the marsh and dims the star-crowded sky and the azure sea; and the next moment the very bliss itself looks as if it had never been more than a phosphorescent gleam
the summer lightning of the brain. For then the man sees himself but in his own dim mirror, whereas ere he turned to look in that, he knew himself in the absolute clarity of God's present thought out-bodying him. — George MacDonald

People say all the time that they'd do anything for the people they love. But would you really? Would you do anything? Would you give everything? I don't know that a child knows that kind of selfless love. A mother, yes. A mother will clutch her children and jump from a moving car to keep them from harm. She will do it without thinking. But I don't think the child knows how to do that, not instinctively. It's something the child has to learn. — Trevor Noah

Assigning degrees of blame to betrayal is a difficult project, much like deciding which of two murderers has the more wicked heart. With murder, there are tangible distinctions. First degree is intentional; second degree, irresponsible; third degree, accidental. But with crimes of the heart, the distinctions are more subtle. Who is it to say when a secret turns into a sin? With a daydream, a kiss, a confession? Who is to say which transgression is worse: sexual or emotional, coveting or caressing? — Galt Niederhoffer

The Government have made it clear that the constitutional treaty will be ratified in the UK only after a referendum. — Geoff Hoon

The Librarian considered matters for a while. So ... a dwarf and a troll. He preferred both species to humans. For one thing, neither of them were great readers. The Librarian was, of course, very much in favor of reading in general, but readers in particular got on his nerves. There was something, well, sacrilegious about the way they kept taking books off the shelves and wearing out the words by reading them. He liked people who loved and respected books, and the best way to do that, in the Librarian's opinion, was to leave them on the shelves where Nature intended them to be. — Terry Pratchett