Jack Slash Quotes & Sayings

To think that all in me of which my father would have felt proper pride had I been a man, is deeply mortifying to him because I am a woman. — Elizabeth Cady Stanton

Well, as you can plainly see, the possibilities are endless like meandering paths in a great big beautiful garden. — William S. Burroughs

We confide in our strength, without boasting of it, we respect that of others, without fearing it. — Thomas Jefferson

That's right, said Door. Her cheek lightly grazed and her dirty reddish hair was tangled; tangled but not matted. And her eyes ... Richard realized that he could not tell what color her eyes were. They were not blue, or green, or brown, or gray; they reminded him of fire opals: there were burning greens and blues, and even reds and yellows that vanished and glinted as she moved. — Neil Gaiman

Automate the headlights so drivers can't forget to turn them on in low visibility. — Robert James Thomson

I want to remember it all, the good times and the bad times, the late nights, the boozing, the dancing into dawns, and all the great and not-so-great people I met and loved in those years ... — Ava Gardner

This is different, pretending to be me - " "Well, none of us really fancy it, Harry," said Fred earnestly. — J.K. Rowling

I like boring black and white films with subtitles. I'm basically a drip. — Henry Rollins

Oh my God the fantasies are my favorite thing that we do each episode by far. And the great thing now is that instead of one an episode sometimes we do as many as two. We did one in each of the mini-series. And so far - I mean I keep thinking I can't have another favorite and then they keep topping it. — Debra Messing

I got used to birds: small black birds flying up from behind a building like God had tossed up a handful of currants, birds squalling in the parking lot of the grocery store (drowning the hum of industrial refrigerators), chachalacas -brown robed nuns to the spangled disco dancer peacocks - cackling in the dust of our yard. I got used to the chatters, squeaks, squalls, peeps, calls that sounded like bitter laughter, whistles, flutes, calls that sounded like souls ascending to heaven. I got used to dust and flatness, to sunsets like pink water pouring from the sky, flooding the earth with orange soda. I got used to wind: the hot, cruel wind of afternoon, the merciful magnolia breeze of night. I got used to it. But then I had to go. — Kathleen Founds

I have a talent for hurting things," Jack perches the rifle on his cocked hip, and it's so insufferably arrogant I want to shove him into the ball pit next to us and slash or furiously make out with him. "But we always knew that, didn't we? — Sara Wolf

Maybe I felt like I'd come so close to forever-death that I'd better step back and take a look at my life. Maybe I didn't like a lot of what I'd done with it so far. — Charlaine Harris

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By the mid-eighteenth century, another new attitude was emerging, one which encouraged reflection on death as a spiritual exercise and a valid form of artistic expression. The experts on Victorian death, James Stevens Curl and Chris Brooks, have described this tendency as, respectively, 'the cult of sepulchral melancholy' and 'graveyard gothic'. — Catharine Arnold

The very sound of our voices was so odd. So banal. I confess I couldn't wait to get back to my notepaper and pen to tell you how I felt. — Jessica Brockmole