Leftenant Post Quotes & Sayings

Barb's house, when I finally — Gillian Flynn

War will never cease until babies begin to come into the world with larger cerebrums and smaller adrenal glands. — H.L. Mencken

Milk, powdered heavy cream, and powdered butter." "Didn't know a lot of these products existed, — Jen Lancaster

LAW 46
Never Appear Too Perfect
Appearing better than others is always dangerous, but most dangerous of all is to appear to have no faults or weaknesses. Envy creates silent enemies. It is smart to occasionally display defects, and admit to harmless vices, in order to deflect envy and appear more human and approachable. Only gods and the dead can seem perfect with impunity. — Robert Greene

No one called out my name. Finally, I went to open the door. I could smell burning metal. — Alice Hoffman

We become imprisoned by our memories, and that makes our lives wretched. — Paulo Coelho

Community is a sign that love is possible in a materialistic world where people so often either ignore or fight each other. It is a sign that we don't need a lot of money to be happy
in fact, the opposite. — Jean Vanier

People say I have a distorted lens. I think I see things as they really are. — Nikki Sixx

Victory gave us such insane delusions of grandeur that we helped start a world war we hadn't a chance of winning. But now that we are losing again, everything has taken a turn for the better, and we will certainly come out on top again if we succeed in being defeated. — Joseph Heller

I want to hear one more of your stories
Tangle up in your dreams, give up the fight
'Pour one more glass of that wine
And I might not go home tonight... — Becky Wicks

Until the missing story of ourselves is told, nothing besides told can suffice us: we shall go on quietly craving it. — Laura Riding

Thoughts are cheap and they don't hurt anybody — Martha Brooks

I walked about the isle like a restless spectre, separated from all it loved, and miserable in the separation. When it became noon, and the sun rose higher, I lay down on the grass, and was overpowered by a deep sleep. I had been awake the whole of the preceding night, my nerves were agitated, and my eyes inflamed by watching and misery, The sleep into which I now sunk refreshed me; and when I awoke, I again felt as if I belonged to a race of human beings like myself, and I began to reflect upon what had passed with greater composure; yet still the words of the fiend rung in my ears like a death-knell, they appeared like a dream, yet distinct and oppressive as a reality. — Mary Shelley