Joe Biden Crime Bill Quotes & Sayings

One must be a somebody before they can have a enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force. — Sophie Swetchine

They say love is blind, but in your case I'm assuming it's also deaf, dumb, and completely brain dead. — Michelle M. Pillow

Israel must be wiped off the map. — Mahmoud Ahmadinejad

At certain periods of history it is only poetry that is capable of dealing with reality by condensing it into something graspable, something that otherwise wouldn't be retained by the mind. — Joseph Brodsky

I'm not a people person. I'm not sociable. I have been and I can be, but not as a general rule. — John Simm

Mind what you do; if you deceive me once I shall never believe you again. — Denis Diderot

I am a liberal and always have been - just not the wild-eyed character the Republicans made me out to be. — George McGovern

we don't just react to the world as it is. We react to the world as we think it is - the — Martha N. Beck

He couldn't change the past, and he couldn't control the future. But he would beat the present into submission. — Joel Ohman

Naked Lunch was from about a thousand pages of material. A lot of it overflowed, then, into the cut-up trilogy including Nova Express. — William S. Burroughs

Go away, dig a hole, do something else, come back and it magically rejuvenates your creative impulses and stuff. — Mel Gibson

Flowers, for instance, because where would we be without them? — Margaret Atwood

There were streets, narrow and crowded with people and vehicles. Above them flashed neon lights and blinking billboards of every colour, shape and size. Some ran up the sides of buildings, others blinked on and off in store windows. In the space above the sidewalk, higher than a double-decker bus, hung flashing neon signs in bright pink, yellow, read, blue, orange, green and white. Yes, if white could be whiter than white, it was when it was in neon, Hong Mei thought. She knew Nathan Road in Kowloon was famous for its neon lights. — B.L. Sauder

Love becomes greater and nobler in calamity. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Her room felt wonderful to her, as usual. She looked around with satisfaction ... She imagined to herself that she would always live this way, even after she had grown up and moved away from her family. She planned to have exactly the same room wherever she was, because this room was her. No matter what happened out there in the rest of the world, she felt totally comfortable once she got into this room and closed the door. — Louise Fitzhugh