Geschworene Quotes & Sayings

I went to college in Iowa for a little bit and tried to get some bands together there. That was about a year of my life. — Dave Keuning

In my experience, the really great writers enjoy the editorial process. — Mary Norris

And there is something great about knowing that my only job is to be as happy as I can be about my life, and feel as good as I can about myself, and to lead as full and eventful a life as I can, so that it doesn't ever feel like I'm just waiting around for some guy to ask me out. And most importantly, it's good for us all to remember that we don't need to scheme and plot and beg to get someone to ask us out. We're fantastic. — Liz Tuccillo

Helping your weapon reach your target is easy. Watching someone accept that their life is over before it ever became something is not quite as simple. — Emm Cole

Don't think that your first love has to be your only love. — Yukiru Sugisaki

Better to rest in peace than rot in pieces — Bangambiki Habyarimana

I am the unseen. For centuries I have been here, beneath this great city, this metropolis. I know your language. I know all languages ... My cave is broad and cool. The sun cannot send its heat down here. The damp soil is rich and fragrant. I turn softly on my back and place my eight legs to the cave ceiling. Then, I listen. I am the spider. I see sound. I feel taste. I hear touch. I spin this story. This is the story I've spun. — Nnedi Okorafor

John teaches us that the strongest relationship with Christ may not necessarily be a complicated one. He teaches us that the greatest webs of loyalty are spun, not with airtight theologies or foolproof philosophies, but with friendships: stubborn, selfless, joyful friendships. — Max Lucado

One of the most important things we hear is the S.B.A. needs to be ubiquitous. We do all these things, but people still don't know. — Karen Mills

It's true that I've never had a burning desire to rebel against my parents. — Taylor Swift

Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony. — Douglas Coupland

His own life suddenly seemed repellently formal. Whom did he know or what did he know and whom did he love? Sitting on the stump under the burden of his father's death and even the mortality inherent in the dying, wildly colored canopy of leaves, he somehow understood that life was only what one did every day ... Nothing was like anything else, including himself, and everything was changing all of the time. He knew he couldn't perceive the change because he was changing too, along with everything else.
(from the novella, The Man Who Gave Up His Name) — Jim Harrison