Masetti Jim Quotes & Sayings

1) Everyone nodded in silent agreement,
and then one by one
disappeared into the castle's dark shadows
where night met blackened air
and creepy things
whispered the most haunting words into the wind. — Kenya Wright

Now the only sure basis of an alliance is for each party to be equally afraid of the other — Thucydides

Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil. — John Dryden

[No one will be able to] deter the scientific mind from probing into the unknown any more than Canute could command the tides. — Warren E. Burger

I've always loved black, and I realized that, from the beginning, man went into completely dark caves to paint. They painted with black too. They could have painted with white because there were white stones all over the ground, but no, they chose to paint with black in the dark. — Pierre Soulages

The real contribution of Rihani consists in having given us, in both Arabic and English, what may be considered the most vivid and interesting account of common-day life as it is lived at present in the hitherto little known Arabia. — Philip Khuri Hitti

Never say the number because it suggest that you are unable to pronounce the name of the wine you are ordering. — Stephen Potter

Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet, inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue, reach out and embrace those you love. Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions. — Sarah Ban Breathnach

Some people will believe anything if you whisper it to them. — Miguel De Unamuno

She twirled a pen in her fingers a second, giving me a I've-got-something-to-tell-you-but-I-don't-know-how-to-say-it look. Clearly, she wasn't used to doing this sort of thing. — Haruki Murakami

Who do you have to find?"

"The boy. My son. Daemon." Lucivar's heart clogged his throat as he watched Jaenelle pale. "Daemon." Jaenelle shuddered. "The gold key."

"I have to find him." Tersa's voice rang with frustration and fear. "If the pain doesn't end soon, it will destroy him."

Jaenelle gave no sign of having heard or understood the words. "Daemon," she whispered. "How could I have forgotten Daemon?"

"I must go back to Terreille. I must find him."

"No," Jaenelle said in her midnight voice. "I'll find him."

Tersa stopped her restless movements. "Yes," she said slowly, as if trying hard to remember something. "He would trust you. He would follow you out of the Twisted Kingdom. — Anne Bishop

I grew up in Los Angeles and always wished I'd spent a childhood in a far different place. — Berkeley Breathed