Lemonheads Band Quotes & Sayings

She wept for every person who had ever been in a war, and she prayed that someday there would be no more fighting, and people could finally live in peace. — Mark Nolan

Sometimes the best virtue learned on the battlefield is modesty. — David Halberstam

What I care about is whether or not a leader will work with America's working people, whether or not a leader cares about responsibility and honest work and whether or not a leader will fight to keep the American Dream alive. — Richard Trumka

Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night
" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you.
The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth.
At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night
— Cassandra Clare

That there is also freedom in captivity, only a prisoner can claim. Coming from a prison guard, this statement would be blasphemy. — Friedrich Durrenmatt

There is no reason for any individual to have a computer in his home. — Ken Olsen

Excuse me, sir?" "Do you wish to become a shepherd of souls? A minister of our church?" "No," replied Hugh, frowning. "Why would I wish to?" "Your concern with souls, milord, invites me to believe that you ultimately may choose that path of occupation." Hugh made a face of disgust. "No. I wish to become a man. One must become a man, first, before he can choose to be anything else. — Edward Cline

Heterosexual love,. is in sync with cosmic forces. Not everyone has the stomach for daily war with nature. — Camille Paglia

Now was a time not to anger, but for survival. I would survive. I knew that was all I could do. — Betsy Cornwell

I have this theory that the likeability question comes up so much more with female characters created by female authors than it does with male characters and male authors. — Curtis Sittenfeld

The stink of rot and ruin, of old dreams, broken screams, and wicked, dirty little things. — Damien Angelica Walters

CONTENTS Cover About the Book Title Page Colour First Reader Dedication Chapter — Jacqueline Wilson