Ichor Terraria Quotes & Sayings

Some of these species that are now no longer with us were killed off by a fungal disease that was moved around the planet by people. — Elizabeth Kolbert

It was my jewelry! Briar shouted after his father because he'd forgotten to ask what was stolen. — Shannon Hale

If thou fill thy brain with Boston and New York, with fashion and covetousness, and wilt stimulate thy jaded senses with wine and French coffee, thou shalt find no radiance of wisdom in the lonely waste of the pinewoods. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

People fall in love', I say, my voice hoarse. 'It happens. — Ally Condie

Someday", you said you'd do it yesterday; Yesterday, you said you'll do it today. Today, if you push it to tomorrow, it's likely tomorrow, you'll shift it to "Someday"! Do it now! — Israelmore Ayivor

That was the beginning of her abstraction. — Alice Walker

I buried her like a pagan. I put deer bones in with her, for her journey; a blanket, for warmth; flowers, cedar fronds, stones from places we'd been, grouse feathers, a tidbit of raw venison hamburger, and a swatch of my own hair. A headstone, a footstone. I planted an aspen tree above the headstone, to give her shade, and to someday provide leaf-music in the breeze. It took a long time before I was worth a damn again. How to measure the eleven years of magic she brought to us? How, now, to say thank you? Too late, as usual, for these sorts of things. — Rick Bass

There's a thin line between life and death. It's God's Grace that shows us how fragile we all are. — Timothy Pina

Life is an endlessly creative experience, and we are shaping ourselves at every moment by every decision we make. — Kent Nerburn

I'm the oldest I've ever been, right now. — Tim Sylvia

Of course there may well be particular reasons why Spencer rather than others is dead, as there were also particular reasons why he rather than others made such a stir. — Talcott Parsons

The profession of the writer has its thorns about which the reader does not dream. — Henryk Sienkiewicz

If I am a parent, what is my relationship with my child? First of all, have I any relationship at all? The child happens to be my son or my daughter, but is there actually any relationship, any contact, companionship, communion between myself and my child, or am I too busy earning money, or whatever it is, and therefore pack him off to school? So I really have no contact or communion at all with the boy or the girl, have I? If I am a busy parent, as parents generally are, and I merely want my son to be something, a lawyer, a doctor, or an engineer, have I any relationship with him even though I have produced him?

Do parents ever ask themselves why they have children? Do they have children to perpetuate their name, to carry on their property? Do they want children merely for the sake of their own delight, to satisfy their own emotional needs? If so, then the children become a mere projection of the desires and fears of their parents. — Jiddu Krishnamurti

Cowards are always much more dangerous than heroes. — Lance Conrad