Lennie Childish Quotes & Sayings

One arrow, that had been her promise. But she'd also promised Ansel that she had twenty minutes to get out of range. Celaena had fired after twenty-one. — Sarah J. Maas

It is a mistake to restrict oneself in one's pleasures,' Ross said. 'One should never risk being thought a Puritan. — Winston Graham

Environmental activism against the resource industry is widespread all over the world, but at the same time we have to realise that these are basic materials on which civilisation depends. We need to tap natural resources in a sustainable manner. — Anil Agarwal

Conservatives and liberals alike have been waiting for this moment for a third of a century. — Michael Kinsley

Prodigals are not limited in gender, race, age or color. They do have one thing in common: They have left home, and they are missed. Ruth Bell Graham — James Banks

I have no real training in the history of fine art or furniture; my eye just works by proportions. I react intuitively. In London, it's all about color because the weather is so gray, and in that cold light they look beautiful. — Mario Testino

Because, let's be honest, if you're going to stick a needle in your skin, you want to make sure you're not going to a butcher. — Lauren Blakely

Love - the desire to love and be loved, to hold and be held, to give love even if your experience as a recipient has been compromised or incomplete - is the constant on the continuum of hunger, it's what links the anorexic to the garden-variety dieter, it's the persistent pulse of need and yearning behind the reach for food, for sex, for something. — Caroline Knapp

I kept my culture. I kept the music of my roots. Through my music I became this voice and image of Africa and the people without even realising, — Miriam Makeba

Give us a man, young or old, high or low, on whom we know we can thoroughly depend, who will stand firm when others fail; the friend faithful and true, the adviser honest and fearless, the adversary just and chivalrous,-in such a one there is a fragment of the Rock of Ages. — Arthur Penrhyn Stanley

Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn't dream — Maggie Stiefvater

It was love, after all,
that rubbed the skins from their gray cheeks,
crippled their fingers,
snarled their hair, brown or dull gold.
Hate would merely have smashed them. — Margaret Atwood

He knew exactly what it was like to lose a child. And that fact wouldn't matter in the least in this circumstance. There could be no commiseration among such people despite the seeming commonality of loss, because it was actually each parent's totally unique hell. — David Baldacci