Guermantes Fabric Quotes & Sayings

Bethyl Ann has vomited words like she ate the dictionary. — Jennifer Archer

I believe in Supreme Being, a Creator, whoever he may be, it's of no importance to me, who put us here on earth to do our duty as citizens and fathers; but I don't need to go to church and kiss silver platters and dig into my pocket to fatten up a lot of humbugs who eat better than you or I do! Because he can be worshiped just as well in a wood, a field, or even just gazing at the ethereal vault, like the ancients. — Gustave Flaubert

Friends become wiser together through a healthy clash of viewpoints. — Timothy Keller

I've not chosen to learn to read print. I can read simple words but it's so tedious. — Mike May

I always have a backlog of like seven movies that I want to make. — Benh Zeitlin

I wanted to be a decorator. I wanted to interior design homes and do everything myself. — Ursula Andress

Where victims see adversity, extreme achievers see opportunity. — Robin Sharma

My dad made a huge impact on me in terms of right and wrong. — Jim Pattison

How can great minds be produced in a country where the test of great minds is agreeing in the opinion of small minds? — John Stuart Mill

"Is Jeb alive?" I ask Morpheus.
White bleeds into his jeweled markings - the color of indifference. "I didn't kill him, if that's what you're implying."
"You know it's not. Could you for once just give me a straight answer?"
He gazes up at the smoky gray sky. "Your mortal is alive and well. In fact, you will no doubt be seeing him very soon."
Relieved tears spring into my eyes. "So, that means you know where he is?" Is it possible Morpheus took Jeb under his wings after all?
Dad stops stuffing the fabric in the bag, as if waiting to hear the answer.
Appraising his cane, Morpheus growls. "I do know where he is." Before I can respond, he lifts his eyes to mine, jewels now bordering on emerald green. "I suppose I should be grateful his name wasn't the first thing that came out of your mouth." — A.G. Howard

What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs. — Rumi