Goldbergs Atlanta Quotes & Sayings

The best is he who calls men to the best. And those who heed the call are also blessed. But worthless who call not, heed not, but rest. — Hesiod

I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are or should be written for both men and women to read, and I am at a loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man. — Anne Bronte

I'm frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going. — Melina Marchetta

Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special. — Lauren Oliver

When I first told people I was writing a book, some would say that was interesting, but others thought it was some holiday project and I would lose interest. I think my parents thought the same thing, and they were surprised when I kept going. I'm not sure I thought I would keep going, but then it became a big part of my life. — Alexandra Adornetto

If the request is wrong, God says, No. If the timing is wrong, God says, Slow. If you are wrong, God says, Grow. But if the request is right, the timing is right and you are right, God says, Go! — Bill Hybels

Chasing the sensation. Whether it was drugs or sex or whatever. Those things had become my main focus in life. — Rick Allen

Purity is something that can be consciously developed. Expect to have impure moments, thoughts, and ideas. One day they will go away, and then there will be happiness. — Frederick Lenz

I know that small-town silence, I'd run into it before, intangible as smoke and solid as stone. We honed it on the British for centuries and it's ingrained, the instinct for a place to close up like a fist when the police come knocking. Sometimes it means nothing more than that; but it's a powerful thing, that silence, dark and tricky and lawless. It still hides bones buried somewhere in the hills, arsenals cached in pigsties. The British underestimated it, fell for the practiced half-witted looks, but I knew and Sam knew: it's dangerous. — Tana French