Hoxworth Ft Quotes & Sayings

Somethings were meant to be and somethings were just meant to be good stories — Alethea Kontis

The picture to my left, that's me. My name is Stephanie M. Wytovich, and yes, I am a female horror writer. But am I? No, of course not. I mean, if you want to bring my vagina into the conversation, then yes, I guess that's technically true, but seeing that I don't write with it, I'm not sure why that would be appropriate. — Stephanie M. Wytovich

They always assumed that I did not speak. That I could not. So many had plotted my death, discussed it, laughed about it, even while I was in the same room, because they assumed I was mindless. Like one of the failures of their kind, born mad. But I was not a failure. I was what I was supposed to be. I was dhampir. And they never lived to tell anyone they were wrong. — Karen Chance

His instincts told him he should stay the hell away from her. That he was on a road paved to hell, but he couldn't stay away. He'd watched her every night for a month, played a silent game with her of pretending the other didn't exist, and it never worked. He wanted to know the secret behind her eyes. He wanted to know why she carried a gun at night, ordered a glass of Johnny Walker Blue she never drank, and why she carried so much pain inside. — Nina D'Angelo

A man cannot possibly be at peace with others until he has learned to be at peace with himself. — Bertrand Russell

Well, one thing that has changed is the number of people killed by terrorists in Pakistan. Civilians killed has gone down really quite dramatically. There was a newspaper article here about a month ago that got big headlines which said that civilian deaths from terrorism were down something like 80 percent or 90 percent from their peak of two or three years ago. — Mohsin Hamid

No mourners," Jesper said as he tossed his rifle to Rotty. "No funerals," the rest of the Dregs murmured in reply. — Leigh Bardugo

I can't cheer up - I don't want to cheer up. It's nicer to be miserable! — L.M. Montgomery

Everybody knows the thing about an infinite number of monkeys," Fenig said. "An infinite number of monkeys is put to work at an infinite number of typewriters and eventually one of them reproduces a great work of literature. In what language I don't know. But what about an infinite number of writers in an infinite number of cages? Would they make on monkey sound? One genuine chimp noise? Would they eventually swing by their toes from an infinite number of monkey bars? Would they shit monkey shit? It's academic, you say. You may be right. — Don DeLillo

Even idiots ocasionally speak the truth accidentally. — Dorothy L. Sayers

We are transformed--magically--into the literary society each time we pass a book along, each time we ask a question about it, each time we say, 'If you liked that, I bet you'd like this.' Whenever we are willing to be delighted and share our delight, as Mary Ann [Shaffer] did, we are part of the ongoing story of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.
~Annie Barrows (niece of Mary Ann Shaffer, afterword The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society) — Mary Ann Shaffer