Irreemplazable By Beyonce Quotes & Sayings

Eyes shows lies. — Toba Beta

Luckily I haven't fallen into the trap, which has claimed so many writers, of living from day to day thinking 'Ah, I'll write a book about that.' — Amelie Nothomb

Sometimes I forget that the world is not on the same schedule as I. That everything is not dying, or that if it is dying it will return to life, what with a little sun and the usual encouragement. Sometimes I think: I am older than this tree, older than this bench, older than the rain. And yet. I'm not older than the rain. It's been falling for years and after I go it will keep on falling. — Nicole Krauss

My parents are creative on many fronts, and they pushed me to be that way, too. They wanted me to write, actually. — Christine Elise

The slingshot?" said Mrs. Wiggins. "Georgie's got it. We're going to take it down to the cow barn for safe keeping. Well, Alice, you're the judge and the jury, and if you say let him go - " She nodded to her sisters, who set Jimmy down and released his arms. The — Walter R. Brooks

I want him. And he wants to wait. And I still want him. So I can't complain. — Rainbow Rowell

Once you are there, once you walk through the wall with me, then as I see it you are one of us. We are responsible to you and you to us; you become an Anarresti, with the same options as all the others. But they are not safe options. Freedom is never very safe. — Ursula K. Le Guin

I only tie up woman's body because I know I cannot tie up her heart. Only her physical parts can be tied up. Tying up a woman becomes an embrace. — Nobuyoshi Araki

He decided that the time had come to decide what he would make of his life. He went, that night, to the roof of his tenement and looked at the lights of the city, the city where he did not run things. He let his eyes move slowly from the windows of the sagging hovels around him to the windows of the mansions in the distance. There were only lighted squares hanging in space, but he could tell from them the quality of the structures to which they belonged; the lights around him looked muddy, discouraged; those in the distance were clean and tight. He asked himself a single question: what was there that entered all those houses, the dim and the brilliant alike, what reached into every room, into every person? They all had bread. Could one rule men through the bread they bought? They had shoes, they had coffee, they had ... The course of his life was set. — Ayn Rand