Hannays Boats Quotes & Sayings

He was not bound. No one led him by the arm. He got out of the carriage as if he were a free man. — Patrick Suskind

When in life you are destined great, but fated to a humble background, it always gets really worse before it gets really better. — Darmie Orem

Never be led astray by those philosophic fools who preach up an impersonal God. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

You grow up. You move on. You find someone new. And for God's sake, you don't ask the first woman who lets you fuck her to marry you. — Tiffany Reisz

Clouds never get tired of giving rain to us; and you, you must never get tired of giving your love! Valentine's Day is a day to remember to give more, to love more, it is a day to behave like a heavy rain! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Looking at each other, something made sense that hadn't made sense before...I still don't know what it is or was about him, about us together (his pronunciation), that made us bind so decisively, two indecisive people so clear, for a time, about each other. — Catherine Lacey

I took only twice a time-out, once, when I was hurt, and a second time, when I much felt I was exhausted out of personal reasons. — Cathy Freeman

It is indeed difficult to make a living as a writer, and my advice to anyone contemplating a literary career is to have some other trade. — William S. Burroughs

That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of. I think I would have more fun chopping thistles with a butter knife. — K. Martin Beckner

I was surprised to feel the tears running down my cheeks. Was this part of the reason fate had brought Arabella and I together all those years ago? Or was fate finally providing a way for our love to live on? — Rose Wynters

You see, I'm not above helping an unfortunate soul find new purpose in life ... so long as it benefits me — Frank Beddor

Perhaps [he had] persevered for too long, in the face of too many obstacles, his hair proof of his tenacity - the stark black streaked with white or, in certain light, stark white shot through with black, each strand of white attributable to the jungle fever (so cold it burned, his skin glacial), each strand of black a testament to being alive afterwards. — Jeff VanderMeer

Larson had been putting up a front like he wasn't listening, but hearing that last statement from Owen made him speak up. "It's not about that," he asserted.
"It has to be," Owen disagreed. "How else am I supposed to define myself?"
"Why do you have to have a definition? A label isn't gonna make you feel any better about yourself or this situation. Stop trying to put yourself in one group or the other. It doesn't matter."
"It matters to me!" Owen challenged. "My whole world has been flipped upside down thanks to you! Am I just supposed to sit back and accept that?"
Larson was beginning to boil over with repugnance. "Yes! Because that's what happens!" He was trying as hard a he could not to scream. "Things change and sometimes there's nothing we can do about it. Life sucks. Deal with it! That's what I'm doing. I'm not doing it in the best way, but I'm doing it. I'm dealing with that fact that you left me. — Megan Duke

There be three gentle and goodlie things,
To be here,
To be together,
And to think well of one another. — L.M. Montgomery