Leidtoonnoot Quotes & Sayings

A story must simmer in its own juice for months or even years before it's ready to serve. — Edna Ferber

The program of A.A., as written by Bill Wilson and Dr. Smith, only has one purpose: to get you sober. That's it. To make you a better person, forget it. That was one of the things he came to understand in those years of trial and error. It has to be about only one thing. — Susan Cheever

The point of taxation isn't that the government knows better than you how to spend your money - it's that the government, by virtue of being the government, can spend money in ways that no private citizen or group no matter how powerful, can. — Jesse Taylor

Nevertheless, he had, on a certain star-lit evening, said wonderingly and quite reverently: Deh moon looks like hell, don't it? — Stephen Crane

that they were made with clear glass. Fake — Mick Hare

She was struggling, as she always had struggled, not to show what she could do but to hide what she couldn't do. A life made up of advances that were actually frantic retreats and victories that were concealed defeats. — Bernhard Schlink

The world is awash in more debt than there is money enough in the world to liquidate it. — John L. Casti

We can doubt the Lord when we go through tough times, but you know that He's always got your best interest at heart. — Mike Fisher

My love is savage and rapacious. It isn't content to touch. It wants to be inside, crawl into the marrow, caress each vein until the cells are all mixed up and there is no you and me anymore, no secrets or shadows sliding between our skin. Only this endless devouring of each other. The ouroboros we call us. — Leah Raeder

My eldest daughter, Suldana, is in love with another woman. She is eighteen and she spends her days working at our kiosk selling milk and eggs, and at night she sneaks out and goes down to the beach to see her lover. She crawls back into bed at dawn, smelling of sea and salt and perfume. Suldana is beautiful and she wraps this beauty around herself like a shawl of stars. When she smiles her dimples deepen and you can't help but be charmed. When she walks down the street men stare and whistle and ache. But they cannot have her. Every day marriage proposals arrive with offers of high dowries but I wave them away. We never talk about these things like mothers and daughters should; but I respect her privacy and I allow her to live. — Diriye Osman

I let go of my wings.
Not a nosoul. Not a butterfly.
A thousand years from now, even if I was never reborn, people would remember me. Ana Incarnate. — Jodi Meadows