Landsand Quotes & Sayings

When they were partially up the stairs and mostly out of earshot, Sin looked at Boyd again. 'Don't get killed or I'll be very annoyed with you. — Santino Hassell

His fingers never ceased to amaze me. They could break a man's neck, bandage a wound, and slide sensually across bare skin. — Richelle Mead

In a sense, I wrote the book about Jesus that I wanted to read. — Jay Parini

There have been systems of religion where the mother is the prime parent, the source, and she's really a more immediate parent than the father, because one is born from the mother ... so that the image of the woman is the image of the world. — Joseph Campbell

Los Angeles didn't get like this often. He hated it when it did. And this time it was holding on. It had been brutal at the cemetery three weeks ago. His father's nine widows had looked ready to drop. The savage light had leached the color from the flowers. The savage heat had got at the mound of earth from the grave even under its staring green blanket of fake grass. He'd stayed to watch the workmen fill the grave. The earth was dry. Even the sharp walls of the grave were dry. What the hell was he doing remembering that? — Joseph Hansen

If you came back, you wanted to leave again; if you went away, you longed to come back. Wherever you were, you could hear the call of the homeland, like the note of the herdsman's horn far away in the hills. You had one home out there and one over here, and yet you were an alien in both places. Your true abiding place was the vision of something very far off, and your soul was like the waves, always restless, forever in motion. — Johan Bojer

Oh indeed! Our and the Wilfers' Mutual Friend, my dear. — Charles Dickens

At the piping of all hands,When the judgment-signal's spread-When the islands and the landsAnd the seas give up their dead,And the South and North shall come;When the sinner is dismayed,And the just man is afraid,Then Heaven be thy aid,Poor Tom. — John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

To the Memory of the Americans who fell at Eutaw, — Philip Freneau

It is art's task to make manifest the contradictions of Being — Sergei Eisenstein

There may be thunder in Europe but it is in America the lightning will fall — Ambrose Bierce

He sobbed no longer playing the part of her savior, but playing the part of a lover begging for another chance, a man who would claw out his heart and hand it to her if it made her understand. He held on to her as if she were his last lifeline - because in a way, she was. — Inger Iversen

Passion occupies a space that is not vacated until another passion occupies it. — Charles Baxter

There's nothing more interesting than the landscape of the human face. — Irvin Kershner