Hozana Purubora Quotes & Sayings

I don't believe, in the end, that there is any such thing as no style. Even a very neutral, plain style, one that doesn't use colloquialisms, lyrical flourishes, heavy supplies of metaphor, etc., is a style, and it becomes a writer's characteristic style just as much as a thicker, richer deployment of idiom and vocabulary. — Lydia Davis

Of taking what life gave her, she should take what she wanted from life. — Brenda Novak

A feminist who had always been supported by men - first my father and now the Noted Activist - and who, though she continually harangued me about the "nobility of labor," had never, as far as I knew, actually been gainfully employed. — Zadie Smith

What but design of darkness to appall?- If design govern in a thing so small. — Robert Frost

Liam "Lee" Nightingale was rumored to be able to get a girl pregnant by just looking at her and was also voted Best Smile — Kristen Ashley

Success, which hides behind time's lag. — Marguerite De Angeli

Any day you wake up, maybe you die. — Robert Jordan

Before we start talking about genetic differences, you gotta come up with a system where there's equal opportunity, — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

My main hope for myself is to be where I am. — Woody Harrelson

I'm the biggest slob in the world. My apartment is a mess. — Monica Keena

The degradation, the wrongs, the vices, that grow out of slavery, are more than I can describe. They are greater than you would willingly believe. — Harriet Ann Jacobs

Imagine the terrestrial timespan as an outstretched arm: a single swipe of an emery-board, across the nail of the third finger, erases human history. We haven't been around for very long. And we've turned the earth's hair white. Sh e seemed to have eternal youth but now she's ageing awful fast, like an addict, like a waxless candle. Jesus, have you seen her recently? we used to live and die without any sense of the planet getting older, of mother earth getting older, living and dying. We used to live outside history. But now we're all coterminous. We're inside history now all right, on its leading edge, with the wind ripping past our ears. Hard to love, when you're bracing yourself for impact. And maybe love can't bear it either, and flees all planets when they reach this condition, when they get to the end of their twentieth centuries. — Martin Amis