Levdes Quotes & Sayings

There's always cause for concern if bad policies are pursued. — Jack Kemp

tergiversation and — Charles Dickens

We're short on wisdom; we're high on technology. Where's it going to lead? — Paul MacCready

And my father?"
Brian's grin flashed. "I like thinking that's where I got the fifty.I told him he's better off sticking with the horses."
Keeley's brow rose. "And his response to that?"
"Isn't something I can repeat in polite company. — Nora Roberts

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea. — James Joyce

It was kind of like songwriter's boot camp. You had to produce. You had to produce fast. You had to learn. — Cynthia Weil

Even the worst job has its benefits and so does being a professional literary agent, and - I know I said this at the time but I still believe it - the worst job is the one that you know is wrong for you, but you still do it. You're afraid to quit. — John Hodgman

Justice in the extreme is often unjust. — Jean Racine

The heart is everywhere, and each part of the organism is only the specialized force of the heart itself. — Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

To be champion requires more than simply being a strong player; one has to be a strong human being as well. — Anatoly Karpov

But that's what you're doing, isn't it? You're part of the fight just as much as the Shadowhunters on the ship - and I know you can take some of my strength, I've heard of warlocks doing that - so I'm offering. Take it. It's yours. — Cassandra Clare

Fantasy consists in a morbid fascination with unrealities, which secretly transforms itself into a desire to make them real. Imagination is a form of intellectual control, which presents us with the image of unrealities in order that we should understand and feel distanced from them. In imagination we dominate; in fantasy, we are dominated. — Roger Scruton

If only we could all escape from this house of incest, where we only love ourselves in the other, if only I could save you all from yourselves, said the modern Christ.
But none of us could bear to pass through the tunnel which led from the house into the world on the other side of the walls, where there were leaves on the trees, where water ran beside the paths, where there was daylight and joy. We could not believe that the tunnel would open on daylight: we feared to be trapped into darkness again; we feared to return whence we had come, from darkness and night. The tunnel would narrow and taper
down as we walked; it would close around us, and close tighter and tighter around us and stifle us. It would grow heavy and narrow and suffocate us as we walked. — Anais Nin