Itiiqaa Quotes & Sayings

She put her face against Glinda's and kissed her. 'Hold out, if you can,' she murmured, and kissed her again. 'Hold out, my sweet.'
[ ... ] It was astounding how quickly she became camouflaged in the ragamuffin variety of street life on the Emerald City. Or maybe it was foolish tears blurring Glinda's vision. Elphaba hadn't cried, of course. Her head had turned quickly as she stepped down, not to hide her tears but to soften the fact of their absence. But the sting, to Glinda, was real. — Gregory Maguire

I'm trustworthy and true and a whole of other positive words that start with T. — Rob Payne

That one who does not get fun and enjoyment out of every day in which he lives, needs to reorganize his life. And the sooner the better, for pure enjoyment throughout life has more to do with one's happiness and efficiency than almost any other single element. — George Matthew Adams

Not that I was worried about anyone stealing my car. I once had a car thief offer to get me something better for a sweetheart rate. — Jim Butcher

I really believe in a globalist agenda, but globalization isn't just allowing companies to trade freely all over the world. It's about what types of rights and responsibilities come with that. — Noreena Hertz

If a man cannot see a church, it is preposterous to take his opinion about its altar-piece or painted window. — Thomas Huxley

There is a tendency of one generation to run wild, break rules, enjoy itself, and then condemn those who come along next to give these indulgences a new spin". — Bob Morris

For an artist is not a consumer, as our commercials urge us to be. An artist is a nourisher and a creator who knows that during the act of creation there is collaboration. We do not create alone. — Madeleine L'Engle

A man who publishes his letters becomes a nudist - nothing shields him from the world's gaze except his bare skin. A writer, writing away, can always fix things up to make himself more presentable, but a man who has written a letter is stuck with it for all time. — E.B. White