Gravelys Quotes & Sayings

A lot of parents tell their children that if they want to be an actor, that's fine, but they should do something else first, so they've got something to fall back on. It doesn't work like that, as far as I'm concerned. — Ewan McGregor

Living alone,' November whispered, 'is a skill, like running long distance or programming old computers. You have to know parameters, protocols. You have to learn them so well that they become like a language: to have music always so that the silence doesn't overwhelm you, to perform your work exquisitely well so that your time is filled. You have to allow yourself to open up until you are the exact size of the place you live, no more or else you get restless. No less, or else you drown. There are rules; there are ways of being and not being. — Catherynne M Valente

A fortress is of no use to cowards. — Thiruvalluvar

Smart people learn from smart people — Thabiso Monkoe

The house was a sepulcher, our fear and suffering lay buried in the ruins. There would be no resurrection. — Daphne Du Maurier

I take you as my queen, to protect and honor, to be my light in darkness, my courage in fear, my healing in sickness, my riches in need, my peace in war, my life in death. In token I present to you my sword by which I so swear from this hour henceforth, until death take me or the world end. I name you now Calista Vandal."
(Hero's wedding vow to his bride.) — Ashlyn Macnamara

I said in 2008 the media is dead in America. Journalism's dead. — Sean Hannity

Where's Melanie, asshole? Does she know you're up here?"

Jake's expression flitted between anger at Ronin's crude address and fear of the bigger man's obvious anger with him. "She's in the backyard, with some friends."

Ronin's jaw clenched. "I suggest you go find your girlfriend, then."

"Devin's in there. She's upset," Jake said without thinking.

"I know that, fucker. Why the hell do you think that is? GET. THE. FUCK. AWAY. — Sibylla Matilde

The wedding ring on my left hand was bought by my grandfather, Samuel Miliband, in Brussels in 1920. I never knew him, as he died when I was one. But his ring was kept by my aunt until it was placed on my finger by my wife Louise 32 years later. — David Miliband