Kitabat Kitabat Quotes & Sayings

He lies like a book. And he reads a lot of books. — Elfriede Jelinek

I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to
succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have. — Abraham Lincoln

Every Friday, my dad would rent three videos. Me and my brother would ask for something with guns or fighting, but my dad would say, 'Come on, think about it.' He'd choose more involving films like 'Pulp Fiction,' and at the end of the night, we'd agree that they were great. — Christian Cooke

I used to feel that I spent too much of my time in my pajamas doing nothing, and I'd think 'in the time that I don't spend writing, I could raise a family of five.' In a lot of ways, being a writer is lonely and alienating. — Elizabeth Wurtzel

I never trust a man who tucks in his shirt by choice or neglects coffee in favor of tea. — Brian D'Ambrosio

Captain had been struck dead by thundering apoplexy. It is a curious thing to understand, for I had certainly never liked the man, though of late I had begun to pity him, but as soon as I saw that he was dead, I burst into a flood of tears. It was the second death I had known, and the sorrow of the first was still fresh in my heart. 4 — Robert Louis Stevenson

Whether you believe in a creed, or what you call religion, or not, there is something in Socialism that must move you. How can you love God, whom you have not seen, if you do not love your fellow man, whom you have seen? — Rose Pastor Stokes

Undying grattitude?" Simon looked at me. " Cool. Dosethat come with eternal servitude? if so, i like my eggs sunnyside up."
i smiled," i'll remember that. — Kelley Armstrong

Scheming is mediocre. — Vipin Behari Goyal

She was afraid to be angry and that made her angry. — Marilynne Robinson

I know it sounds corny, but when you follow your dreams, it happens. And if it's music, take it seriously. — Enrique Iglesias

The truth really does set you free - but what they don't tell you is the process hurts like hell. — Rachel Van Dyken

For he saw in Elizabeth's eyes a kind of darkness; a kind of absence-as if her soul had taken leave, so that compassion and warmth could not interfere. — Seth Grahame-Smith