Mailslot Quotes & Sayings

I always worried because whenever a drought struck, an accursed storm of blood always followed. — Bo-Young Kim

The Rival
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.
Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected,
And your first gift is making stone out of everything.
I wake to a mausoleum; you are here,
Ticking your fingers on the marble table, looking for cigarettes,
Spiteful as a woman, but not so nervous,
And dying to say something unanswerable.
The moon, too, abuses her subjects,
But in the daytime she is ridiculous.
Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand,
Arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity,
White and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide.
No day is safe from news of you,
Walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me. — Sylvia Plath

A life lived in chaos is an impossibility. — Madeleine L'Engle

Women's bodies are meant to store fat so that we can do amazing things like have babies or rock a tight pair of jeans. — Katherine Schwarzenegger

It's (Phil Niekro's knuckleball) like watching Mario Andretti park a car. — Ralph Kiner

In medieval times, the Church used to sell 'indulgences' for money. This amounted to paying for some number of days' remission from purgatory, and the Church literally (and with breathtaking presumption) issued signed certificates specifying the number of days off that had been purchased ... And of all its money-making rip-offs, the selling of indulgences must surely rank among the greatest con tricks in history ... — Richard Dawkins