Malchai Quotes & Sayings

I am a fruitarian and I will only eat leaves picked by virgins in the moonlight - Steve Jobs — Walter Isaacson

Monsters, monsters, big and small,
They're gonna come and eat you all.
Corsai, Corsai, tooth and claw,
Shadow and bone will eat you raw.
Malchai, Malchai, sharp and sly,
Smile and bite and drink you dry.
Sunai, Sunai, eyes like coal,
Sing you a song and steal your soul.
Monsters, monsters, big and small,
They're gonna come and eat you all! — Victoria Schwab

The heart easily commends and condemns itself, depending on our wave like performance. That is why we must base our worth in Jesus alone. — Alisa Hope Wagner

A Corsai, a Malchai, and a Sunai walk into a bar -
Everyone groaned, including August. — Victoria Schwab

What do you want?" chided Leo. "To be ordinary? To be human?" He said the word as if it stained his tongue.

"Better human than a monster," he muttered.

Leo's jaw tightened. "Take heed, little brother," he said. "Do not lump us in with those base creatures. We are not Corsai, swarming like insects. We are not Malchai, feeding like beasts. Sunai are justice. Sunai are balance. Sunai are - "

"Self-righteous and prone to speaking in third person?" cut in August before he could stop himself. — Victoria Schwab

I can spare a dime, brother, but in these morally inflationary times, a dime goes a lot farther if it's demanding work rather than adding to the indignity of relief. — Phil Ochs

Mick ... " I begin, as his tongue curls just ever so slightly around my earlobe. "I think you're gorgeous, but ... "
"You think I'm gorgeous?"
I've no idea why he sounds incredulous, again.
"Did I say that? I meant - "
"Because I think you're gorgeous. I think you're delicious, too. I just want to ... unwrap you. — Charlotte Stein

A lot of people have been hyped up to be great but just disappeared. I promised myself I wouldn't be one of them. — Freddy Adu

All art, from the paintings on the walls of cave dwellers to art created today, is autobiographical because it comes from the secret place in the soul where imagination resides. — Gloria Vanderbilt