Konudags Quotes & Sayings

She absorbed the terror and beauty of him and his world. Of every moment over the past days. All of it, filling her up like the first breath she'd ever taken. And never had she loved life more. — Veronica Rossi

And consider: it is loss to which everything flows, absence in which everything flowers — Margaret Atwood

Every birdcage deserves to be annihilated because every bird deserves to be free! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Labour long ago realised it could no longer automatically assume that it would win elections in Glasgow and other places where it has taken people's votes for granted for decades - as we have seen across Scotland at local council and Holyrood elections. — Nicola Sturgeon

You know, it looks like I have a varied resume or a varied career, that I've made interesting choices, when the truth of the matter is, in a way I've just kind of piece-mealed a career together, you know? — Adam Scott

I absorbed as many Impressionist paintings as I could, in Parisian museums and in many museums in the United States and in books, looking for clues to architecture, clothing, settings. — Susan Vreeland

If I weren't out of my mind at this second, I would've sworn he nuzzled my temple. — Piper Shelly

Then I saw ... you see ... I saw that you can't do anything for anybody. We can't save each other. Or ourselves. — Ursula K. Le Guin

that I think explains our own crisis of faith in a very clear way - it is not that you no longer believe in God, but rather that you no longer believe in yourself. — George Anderson

Fortunately for me I was able to do well here, and it really did great things for my career and now hopefully I can go out there and continue to do what I did. — Latrell Sprewell

I knew the ribosome was going to be the focus of Nobel prizes. It stands at the crossroads of biology, between the gene and what comes out of the gene. But I had convinced myself I was not going to be a winner. — Venkatraman Ramakrishnan

I close my eyes, knowing that afterward we will fall asleep together on our small mattress, as we do every night, listening to the wind in the palm trees outside our window, believing in our thick dreams that we are capable of nothing cruel. — Andrew Porter