Krieg Long Quotes & Sayings

We both clung to each other, riding out the crescendo together, making sure we were feeling it all as one. One beat. One note. One song. — Karina Halle

And you, Bloss, may shove it ... sideways ... with barbed wire wrapped around it. — McKevett

The enemy you flee is not exterior to yourself — John Barth

Be true to yourself, help others, make each day your masterpiece, make friendship a fine art, drink deeply from good books - especially the Bible, build a shelter against a rainy day, give thanks for your blessings and pray for guidance every day. — John Wooden

I built on the efforts of a previous scientist, others will build on the work I'm doing and if I look at the whole scope from chemistry to biology to physics, it's just the list is too long to mention just one and it's not fair to the others. — Ahmed H. Zewail

So in sum, what are we? We are the creatures that know and know too much. That leaves us with such a burden again we have a choice, to laugh or cry. No other animal does either. We do, depending on the season and the need. — Ray Bradbury

The newest books are those that never grow old. — Logan Pearsall Smith

Because i see at the end of my rough way that i was the architect of my destiny.. — Amado Nervo

Pressure bursts pipes. I thank God for giving me peace of mind to overcome pressure. The difference between winning and losing is when pressure hits. — Evander Holyfield

What is a Lamb of God? People use this phrase.
I don't know.
I watch my sister, fingers straying absently about her mustache,
no help there. — Anne Carson

Raven, holding Joshua's chin, asks him how old he is.
Joshua, folding in the pinky and the thumb on his left hand, while leaning on Raven's legs, raises three middle fingers into the air.
"That's what I thought. You're three. — Giorge Leedy

Not by way of the forced and worn formula of Romaticism, but throught the closeness of an imagination that has never broken kinship with nature. Art must accept such gifts, and revaluate the giver. — Alain LeRoy Locke

Finally, I drew in a long breath. It was noisy and painful and just heaven. — Charlaine Harris

Chin up, and we'll drown a little slower. — LeAnne Mechelle

I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or angel magic. — Becca Fitzpatrick