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Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Friedrich Nietzsche

Human, all too human. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By A.P.

Music, music, records, records, noise to cover silence. — A.P.

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Jessica Nelson

Life is a series of checks and balances, sowing and reaping. — Jessica Nelson

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Friedrich Schiller

Yet have I ever heard it said that spies and tale-bearers have done more mischief in this world than poisoned bowl or the assassin's dagger. — Friedrich Schiller

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Jodi Meadows

He nodded, brushed hair off my face, and headed from the kitchen.
"I hate being a teenager."
"Why?"
"Hormones." With a sad half smile, he left. — Jodi Meadows

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Amy Curtis

life is like a river; it just keeps flowin — Amy Curtis

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Heather Cocks

Slang is the suitcase of the damned, my dear. CHECK IT. — Heather Cocks

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Pierre De Coubertin

Festival of the impassioned efforts and manifold ambitions of all forms of youthful activity of every generation springing from the threshold of life. — Pierre De Coubertin

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Emma Forrest

It is madness. And if you don't know who you are, or if your real self has drifted away from you with the undertow, madness at least gives you an identity. It's the same with self-loathing. You're probably just normal and normal-looking but that's not a real identity, not the way ugliness is. Normality, just accepting that you're probably normal-looking, lacks the force field of self-disgust. If you don't know who you are, madness gives you something to believe in. — Emma Forrest

Hilaree Nelson Quotes By Mircea Eliade

And since a more convincing argument could not be found - aside from a fatal accident or suicide - this way was chosen: a process of galloping senescence. — Mircea Eliade