Joggled Quotes & Sayings

Lose the dress, beautiful. There's only one scent I want you wearing. Mine. — Roni Loren

Yeah, save the idiots in government, definitely a priority. He didn't say it out loud, though. — Alexander Gordon Smith

The Heart sees what the eyes cannot — Unknown Author 511

I am sorry the infernal Divinities, who visit mankind with diseases, and are therefore at perpetual war with Doctors, should have prevented my seeing all you great Men at Soho to-day-Lord! what inventions, what wit, what rhetoric, metaphysical, mechanical and pyrotecnical, will be on the wing, bandy'd like a shuttlecock from one to another of your troop of philosophers! while poor I, I by myself I, imprizon'd in a post chaise, am joggled, and jostled, and bump'd, and bruised along the King's high road, to make war upon a pox or a fever! — Erasmus Darwin

She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. — Jonathan Safran Foer

Failure is a part of success. — Hank Aaron

It deserves and warrants conversation because somebody is saying, 'Hey, this offends me,' — Darrell Green

They forget that for a Creator to create, He must be greater than His creation, thus He must be by definition not less than emotional. — Geoffrey Wood

Nothing's perfect... because time passes... and the beetle and the worm find their way into everything sooner or later. — Clive Barker

And yet it fills me with wonder, that, in almost all countries, the most ancient poets are considered as the best: whether it be that every other kind of knowledge is an acquisition gradually attained, and poetry is a gift conferred at once; or that the first poetry of every nation surprised them as a novelty, and retained the credit by consent which it received by accident at first; or whether, as the province of poetry is to describe Nature and Passion, which are always the same, the first writers took possession of the most striking objects for description, and the most probable occurrences for fiction, and left nothing to those that followed them, but transcription of the same events, and new combinations of the same images. Whatever be the reason, it is commonly observed that the early writers are in possession of nature, and their followers of art: that the first excel in strength and innovation, and the latter in elegance and refinement. — Samuel Johnson