Maartje Verhoef Quotes & Sayings

Weakness is something that rots in the body. Like gangrene. I've felt that ever since I was a teenager. That's why I was always on edge. There's this something inside you that's rotting away and you feel it all along. — Haruki Murakami

What is happening to human resources in Punjab. 7 out of 10 youth have the problem of drugs. — Rahul Gandhi

If you like capitalism, you will positively love depressions, because they are one and the same, like manic-depressives and their cycles, like spouse-abusers and their storms of violence. — Kenny Smith

The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle. — Rick Riordan

I thought how wise he was to lure his rival out into the woods, where every fight's fair. — Peter Geye

The Ego Rip
Step 1: Make a list of all your short comings.
Step 2: Grasp list firmly in both hands.
Step 3: Rip list to shreds.
Step 4: Consider yourself perfect. — Jim Davis

Apapa, Falyn, she scolded with a perfect Greek accent. — Jamie McGuire

The letter kills the spirit. The written text is mute in the face of responding challenge. It does not admit of inward growth and correction. Text subverts the absolutely vital role of memory. — George Steiner

It was better for me when I was joined at the court by a second woman. When I was there alone, there was too much media focus on the one woman, and the minute we got another woman, that changed. — Sandra Day O'Connor

The outside is the only place we can truly be inside the world. — Daniel J. Rice

But even then, even all those years when she was never physically by herself, she was beginning to feel the chasm growing between her and the rest of the world. It was like a small tear in the seam of a dress, a certain pulling away. A ripping. And once it started, there was no stopping it. Of course, she tried so hard to keep it together, to tether herself to this world. She filled her life with people. With friends and family. But even then she knew that mere presence of people in one's life cannot eliminate the terrifying sense of one's aloneness in the world. Being surrounded by people is not the same as connection. As friendship. As love. When Robert came along, she believed for a little while she had found the answer, the bridge that crossed the deep canyon. And children too became links between herself and normalcy. The accident didn't start it, it just proved the faultiness, the tenuousness of these connections. — T. Greenwood