Ltic Nite Quotes & Sayings

A hundred thousand men, coming one after another, cannot move a Ton weight; but the united strength of 50 would transport it with ease. — George Washington

Much contemporary verse reads like failed short-short stories rather than failed poetry. — Alice Fulton

Love drains you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering; the clocks stop and go and stop. — Lorrie Moore

We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey — Kenji Miyazawa

A heartbeat without anything to support
A body that fears its own warmth
You who hates their own reflection
Are you unable to face forward anymore? — Tiffany Fulton

Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Find your fucking balls, Mitch, and reattach them! — Jacquelyn Ayres

I cannot and will not recant anything, for to go against conscience is neither right nor safe. — Martin Luther

And people who don't dream, who don't have any kind of imaginative life, they must ... they must go nuts. I can't imagine that. — Stephen King

I learned something that day: there may be worse things than arriving somewhere with your dog and leaving without him, but there aren't many. — John Connolly

To me it appears strange that the men against whom I should be enabled to bring an action for laying a little dirt at my door, may with impunity drive by it half-a-dozen calves, with their tails lopped close to their bodies and their hinder parts covered with blood ... — Lord Chesterfield

The gun issue is a big, unresolved issue in this country right now. I think it's out of control. — Nora Dunn

Once a winner Always a Winner,But never forget the sacrifices,situation and sulking that made you one — Abhishek Sundarraman

Love me, do not judge me.
Let me, do not stop me. — Debasish Mridha

Legs: the symbol of my solitude, my individual path, my uniqueness. Arms: the symbol of togetherness, my connection to others, my belonging to the human race. My legs make me who I am; they create my solitary path. My arms make me who I belong to; they connect me to the world. — Nicos Hadjicostis