Martrell Spaight Quotes & Sayings

I've yet to meet somebody who said, 'Your stories are so revolting I couldn't read them.' — Ian McEwan

Oh, we are all of us run over, sometime or other in life. The thing is to jump up again, and let no one see you are hurt. — Henrik Ibsen

That such a slave as this should wear a sword,
Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as these,
Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain
Which are too intrinse t' unloose; smooth every passion
That in the natures of their lords rebel,
Being oil to the fire, snow to the colder moods,
Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks
With every gale and vary of their masters
Knowing naught, like dogs, but following. — William Shakespeare

Our bodies are garbage heaps: we collect experience, and from the decomposition of the thrown-out eggshells, spinach leaves, coffee grinds, and old steak bones out of our minds, come nitrogen, heat, and very fertile soil. Out of this fertile soil bloom our poems and stories. But this does not come all at once. It takes time. Continue to turn over and over the organic details of your life until some of them fall through the garbage of discursive thoughts to the solid ground of black soil. — Natalie Goldberg

There was no finer young man, said the people of Maycomb, than Henry Clinton. Jean Louise agreed. — Harper Lee

Nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts. — J.K. Rowling

Once or twice, in the first days of his marriage, he had asked himself with a slight shiver what would happen if Susy should begin to bore him. The thing had happened to him with other women as to whom his first emotions had not differed in intensity from those she inspired. — Edith Wharton

Using JavaScript Error objects to reject promises can capture the call stack for troubleshooting — Daniel Parker

I have begun several times many things, and I have often succeeded at last. — Benjamin Disraeli

Las Vegas is the most honest fake city in the world. — Frank Scoblete

After making love there is nothing like making love, slowly, idly, like walking without a destination, or swimming in a warm sea. — Chloe Thurlow

If you drink like a fish, don't drive: swim. — Joe E. Lewis

when they found that he was not supercilious they told him long yarns of the distant journeys of their youth. — W. Somerset Maugham

You don't know my pain. You don't know my story. You don't know the hope I've held in my heart for years. Hope that one day I would be different. Hope that one day the person I chose to give my heart to would see me as beautiful, pure, like the snow. And wouldn't look at the darkness and walk in the other direction. — Rachel Van Dyken