Goodbye That Means To God Quotes & Sayings

If she had seen his face when, safe in his own room, he looked at the picture of a severe and rigid young lady, with a good deal of hair, who appeared to be gazing darkly into futurity, it might have thrown some light upon the subject, especially when he turned off the gas, and kissed the picture in the dark. — Louisa May Alcott

I've always been a fan of poetry. I grew up with Lawrence Ferlinghetti and the Beat poets. I really followed that stuff for a while. I just love the way people threw words around like they were painting. — Ric Ocasek

Trust just doesn't come because you ask
for it. It has to be earned. Even then it's usually a
false word people toss around just to get what
they want. Then in the end they always end up
doing the same thing, stabbing you in the back. - Andrew to Vapor — Stephani Hecht

When you see the results, you forget the pain. — Avi Arad

Be on your guard against the Pride that repels advice, resents reproof, and refuses to own a fault. — A.L.O.E.

I kind of lost interest in school. I was never really that interested anyway. I was never academic. I didn't really go to school as much as I should have. — Kate Moss

Intellectuals are naturally attracted by the idea of a planned society, in the belief that they will be in charge of it. — Roger Scruton

I watched the moon alone, unable to share his cold beauty with anyone. — Haruki Murakami

That great dust-heap called 'history'. — Augustine Birrell

For a brief moment, I considered deconstructing the song and going down a cerebral road, but then I realized it would kill what is most powerful about it. — Annie E. Clark

Instead of always asking yourself how to clear up your mental fog, learn to ask: "Can confusion know anything about clarity?" — Guy Finley

I learned about the right jack, double runs, being stuck in the mudhole, and what Andy called "mystic nineteen" - the so-called impossible hand. — Stephen King

The Beauty drew near and the Youth heard her softly ringing, clear voice, every sound of which rent his heart with a sweet pain, "Dear Youth, do you know the price of my love?"
"Let it be the price of life!" exclaimed the Youth, "Let it lead even to the dark gates of death."
("The Poison Garden") — Valery Bryusov

I'd always hated the word realistic. Or, more truthfully, I'd always hated the way people used the word realistic - as if it were a limitation, as if reality were something that conformed so severely to likelihood that surprising things could never, ever happen. From what I'd seen, reality was much more complicated than that. Sometimes it was remarkably predictable, but a lot of the time it didn't go the way anybody would expect. I didn't believe in using probabilities to rule out possibilities. — David Levithan