Lengacher Man Quotes & Sayings

A ghost story of which the scene is laid in the twelfth or thirteenth century may succeed in being romantic or poetical: it will never put the reader into the position of saying to himself: If I'm not careful, something of this kind may happen to me! — M.R. James

His lips are against my ear and I feel the warmth of his body surrounding me, caging me in, comforting me. — Collette West

I refused to ask for help. You may call that stubborn, I call it independence. — Shelly Crane

And here I sit, writing about him as though he's just a ghost from my past that still haunts me. And I guess that is all he is now. Just some guy I used to know. — Dawn Kurtagich

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, see my two front teeth! — Donald Yetter Gardner

I'd been writing poems for many years, but most of them I didn't like. Then, when I was 23, I wrote one I did like, sent it to 'The Paris Review' - the highest publication I could think of - and they accepted it. No other moment in my literary life has quite come close to that. — Siri Hustvedt

Made to the other women when I joined them at night. The pleasures that arise from sense-objects are bound to end, and thus they are only sources of pain. Don't get attached to them. — Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

I am often asked why there is discrimination against women in science. And I have given it some thought. With prejudicial attitudes, you can't really do much. You can point out when people discriminate and ask them not to. — Christiane Nusslein-Volhard

Christians don't have the moral right to be indifferent — Sunday Adelaja

I love to travel, which is sort of why I do documentaries and why I'm in this whole world of movies - you get to meet amazing people and see how other people live. It opens your eyes. That's what I love. — Fisher Stevens

But there is no point in burdening your heart with guilt over events that are not your fault. — Amish Tripathi

He had no intention of removing the tumor. It was the perfect solution to his dilemma: how to feed his body's desire for intimacy. He was delusional, of course. There was no higher presence filling him with love, connecting him to all things. It only felt that way. But that was fine. That was ideal. He would not have trusted a God outside his head. — Max Barry

Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son. — J.K. Rowling

someone exceedingly loyal, a true yes-man, a cog who knew when to turn, when to stay still. — Ben Mezrich