Journalismstl Quotes & Sayings

Well, I guess we all can't have epic loves at such a young age. — Jennifer E. Smith

Your earthly body is after all nothing more than a dress and inside it is a finer dress, and you yourself are in this finer dress. — Manfred Kyber

A strange lot this, to be dropped down in a world of barbarians - men who see clearly enough the barbarity of all ages except their own. — Ernest Howard Crosby

I am pressed so hard against the earth by the weight of reality that some days I wonder how I am still able to lift my feet to walk. — Katja Millay

I don't like long tours. I find it much easier to go out for a short spurt every month. — Bryan Adams

He rid himself of his own pants, and unlike her, he was naked, his cock hard. He didn't shield himself, let himself be studied as she wished, but his eyes lost the mirth from before as he waited for her next move.
Strange. When she approached him, she expected to have a moment's hesitation sometime during their play, a voice that would tell her this wasn't a good idea. Right now was a perfect time for that voice to show up, but her body only thrummed. She leaned up on her elbows, giving him an exaggerated once-over. "That thing looks more dangerous than what you show in the cage."
And with that, the mirth was back, and all hardness in him was due to desire. "Wait until you see it in action."
"Well, for that, I think you need to come closer. — Danielle Monsch

I've never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other, it feels like I have. It's like ... it's like there's only ever been Peter. Like everyone else that came before him, they were all to prepare me for this. I think I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you. And Peter does. He sees me, and I see him. — Jenny Han

I hate to say this, but I always listen to the music and the instrumentation first, and then grab on to the lyrics later. — Elton John

Mother's Day is coming up soon. If you're lucky enough to still have your mother, tell her you're grateful to her [ ... ] at some point, we must forgive each other for being flawed human beings. Many of us have trouble putting love or gratitude into words, but keep in mind that out actions always reveal our feelings. Always. — Cassandra King

He would be of blood to us: not only come to the sick, and to our bed-side, but would lie down and be sick, taking on him sick clay, and be, in that condition of clay, a worm and not a man, that he might pay our debts; and would borrow a man's heart and bowels to sigh for us, man's eyes to weep for us, his spouse's body, legs, and arms, to be pierced for us; our earth, our breath, our life, and soul, that he might breathe out his life for us; a man's tongue and soul to pray for us: and yet, he would remain God, that he might perfume the obedience of a High Priest with heaven, and give to justice blood that chambered in the veins and body of God, in whom God had a personal lodging. — Samuel Rutherford

Writing criticism is to writing fiction and poetry as hugging the shore is to sailing in the open sea. — John Updike

There was no safe place in all the world for me. My stomach was filled with ice water. Hearing Domini was the final straw. Something in me broke. All the King's horses and all the King's men would never be able to put me back together again. — Damien Echols

The joke used to be that in every Indian home, there is the mother, father, children, grandparents, and the anthropologist. — Elizabeth Cook-Lynn