John Quail Quotes & Sayings

You and that girl together, well...let's just say, you might be the one to lose, my man."

"Thanks, bro, but losing her wouldn't make the game worth winning so I guess I'll take my chances because she is worth it. — Nevaeh Lee

But you will die in any case, Ilyakoria. What good is everlasting fame to a man if he dies unloved? — Kate Elliott

It wasn't so hard being like your parents or 180 degrees the other way. What was hard was not being one way or the other. — Anna C. Salter

When I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder the year I turned 50, it was certainly a shock. But as a journalist, knowing a little bit about a lot of things, I didn't suffer the misconception that depression was all in my head or a mark of poor character. I knew it was a disease, and, like all diseases, was treatable. — Jane Pauley

In mourning the plumage, he forgot the dying bird — Thomas Paine

Oh, the child you threatened once, the young shoot you stepped on, the Tamil you teased, is standing with a gun in front of you. His presence is taking you by surprise. How can you understand that it is the occupier who creates a poorali? You once dealt the blow. Now you are imprisoned. When a fox tries to eat the goat, the goat must turn into a tiger and leap. That is the edict of the times. — Malaravan

They call me the confuser. Is he a man ... is he a woman? Ooh, I'm not sure if I mind. — Noel Fielding

I have no dog, but it must be Somewhere there's one belongs to me
A little chap with wagging tail, And dark brown eyes that never quail, But look you through, and through, and through, With love unspeakable and true. — John Kendrick Bangs

Idleness makes hours pass slowly and years swiftly. Activity makes the hours short and the years long. — Cesare Pavese

My mother is a muttonhead. — Julia Golding

Rhys casually released me with a flick of his tongue over my bottom lip as a crowd of High Fae appeared behind Amarantha and chimed in with her laughter. Rhysand gave them a lazy, self-indulgent grin and bowed. But something sparked in the queen's eyes as she looked at Rhysand. Amarantha's whore, they'd called him. — Sarah J. Maas

Why on earth would you want to talk to me? (Channon)
My lady, do you not own a mirror? (Sebastian)
Yes, but it's not an enchanted one. (Channon) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I feel as though I would be delighted to come back into working in the film world, and working in the theater world again. I'm just gonna see what happens. — Karen Allen

This Room
The room I entered was a dream of this room.
Surely all those feet on the sofa were mine.
The oval portrait
of a dog was me at an early age.
Something shimmers, something is hushed up.
We had macaroni for lunch every day
except Sunday, when a small quail was induced
to be served to us. Why do I tell you these things?
You are not even here. — John Ashbery

And then I went back into my room, locked into a sequence as perfect as a pattern, and I sat down on my great rock throne, invisible to the outside world but palpable beneath me, and from how my face felt I thought maybe I was crying, either because I didn't want to do this or because I did, it was hard to tell and anyway I never would, who would believe me in either case and who would be there to believe me in all cases, it was a puzzle, I had yet to learn the way of the jigsaw, and so I positioned the rifle beneath my chin, it feels cold, like an actual thing in the actual present physical world, OK, there it is, I am here now, and then I lay down on my belly and listened to the rising squall beyond the door. — John Darnielle

And if there are no cars or planes, and if no one's Uncle John is out in the wood lot west of town banging away at a quail or pheasant; if the only sound is the slow beat of your own heart, you can hear another sound, and that is the sound of life winding down to its cyclic close, waiting for the first winter snow to perform last rites. — Stephen King

May your life be crowded with unexpected joys. — H. Jackson Brown Jr.