Laurenne Stuart Quotes & Sayings

A white feather drops at my feet, and I know you're guiding me to where I'm meant to be - Angel Wings — Marie Symeou

Michael had always thought that seeing ghosts was stressful. Those wandering spirits were nothing compared to whatever women had going through their heads at all odd hours of the day. — Jacqueline E. Smith

Writing is still like heaving bricks over a wall ... — Virginia Woolf

She cannot chain my soul.
Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so. But what was one more beating? A flogging, even? I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could no longer harm Ruth, and she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.
This was a new notion to me and a curious one. — Laurie Halse Anderson

We are not sure of sorrow; and joy was never sure; Today will die tomorrow; Time stoops to no man's lure. — Algernon Charles Swinburne

What are you going to do first when we get out of here?"

"Have a bath. What about you?"

"I'm torn between drinking, showering, and pizza."

"You're such a guy you might as well have said 'scratching my balls and getting my prostate examined'. — Eve Dangerfield

Bound souls. He had always thought the stories of men and women bound throughout all eternity by the strength of passion, either love or hate, were but pleasant tales for long winter's nights. Bound souls, two sides of the same counter, together through all the lives of the souls, and forever before and afterward. But he recognized the woman just as surely as she recognized him, and he knew the tales were true. — Ann Marston

The cultural wars of the sixties are over. I've reconciled with those who were my critics and opponents years ago. I was at odds with some those who were Black nationalists. Yet when feminists attempted to end my career and leave me as literary road kill, it was the Black nationalists who came to my rescue. — Ishmael Reed

When they are among us cats are angels — George Sand

Are you waiting for someone to come and get you? I whisper. I sound small and thirsty. He doesn't answer. Instead, he bends his head and kisses me, just once, then let's me go.
When Connor would kiss Angelie in the halls last spring, he did it like he was trying to suck the chocolate off the outside of a Klondike bar.
It could last for hours. This is more like seeing a star fall - thrilling and soundless and then over. — Brenna Yovanoff

...did not choose to print the Wesson's Guide. Because a printing press was a manchine, and machines were technology, and because technology clouded minds, weakened the will, and took away the self-reliance of the Ancients--or so their Parliament said--such dangerous items could be used only by a special license. — Sharon Cameron