Macrobertson Quotes & Sayings

It seems quixotic today, with jet airplanes and overdoses of Nembutal, that a man would go through a war for something so insignificant as his state. — Harper Lee

I don't get tired of hearing that somebody liked my work. — Mary-Louise Parker

Be grand, be fearless. Make something people can't look away from. — Kiera Cass

It would go a long way to caution and direct people in their use of the world that they would better studied and known in the creation of it. For how could man find the confidence to abuse it, while they should see the Great Creator stare them in the face, in all and every part thereof? — William Penn

It was his favorite part of the afternoon, or should have been: the sun bright and hot in the sky, the plants twitching their green fingers. — Laura Ruby

I floor the gas pedal. The Sonoramic Commando V-8 growls like an angry tiger and leapfrogs us ahead of the traffic. — Daven Anderson

This was it. This was what she had longed for throughout the lonely years of her girlhood.
Suddenly she felt lonelier than she had ever felt.
And so excited she could barely breathe,
Tresham stepped up beside her, drew her arm through his again, set his free hand lightly over hers, and said not a word.
She had never loved him more. — Mary Balogh

Never trust a German to get a sauce right. Their solution to everything is just add more butter. — Kate Quinn

Now I understand the depth of the sadness." William turned and looked at her. "In the painting? Adele's eyes look as though they go deeper than the back of the canvas. It's because of what she saw, because of all the people who walked by her and she was powerless to stop it. — Kristy Cambron

I've seen a dead body, I've seen some pretty gruesome fist fights, I've been a hunter since I was a child, though I don't anymore, I've gutted wild game. — George Eads

We have for a long time neglected our children. They are our richest treasure. We must give them time, attention and the love of our pure, unselfish hearts. — Dada Vaswani

Everything is relative in this world, where change alone endures. — Leon Trotsky

Love has nothing to do with the object-thank goodness, as we, none of us, really deserve it. To love is a skill-it is to see with tender eyes. To render that which you see dear, not because of its inherent value, but because of your appreciation of it. — March McCarron