Maysa Sweeten Quotes & Sayings

We would soon be on our way to war, where mercy is unwise and kindness has no place. — Andrew Levkoff

Brooklyn praise is half slander. — Mark Twain

Never trust the translation or interpretation of something without first trusting its interpreter. — Suzy Kassem

When I first started writing in my early 20s it was literary criticism for a very eccentric magazine called Books And Bookmen, which allowed me to write, more or less anything. — Jonathan Meades

Looking at each other, something made sense that hadn't made sense before...I still don't know what it is or was about him, about us together (his pronunciation), that made us bind so decisively, two indecisive people so clear, for a time, about each other. — Catherine Lacey

People seemed to think, you get to a certain age or you get married or you, you're comfortable. And so now there's nothing to write about: that angst is gone. The youthful angst. And that just hasn't happened with me. — Lucinda Williams

Violent revolts are generated by revolting conditions and there is nothing more dangerous than to build a society with a large segment of people who feel they have no stake in it, who feel they have nothing to lose. To the young victim of the slums, this society has so limited the alternatives of his life that the expression of his manhood is reduced to the ability to defend himself physically. — Martin Luther King Jr.

I still smile it's not worth the trouble any more for a long time now it's not been worth the trouble the tongue spring goes into the mud I stay like this not thirsty any more the tongue goes back into the mouth it closes it has to make a straight line now it's done I've made the image. — Samuel Beckett

There is a fundamental problem with regulators. If a regulator agrees to change a rule and something bad happens, they could easily lose their career. Whereas if they change a rule and something good happens, they don't even get a reward. — Ashlee Vance

Well," he said. "I hope to God I never make forty
I wouldn't know what to do with myself. — Hunter S. Thompson

purple van pulled up to the curb. The side door rolled open. A cheerful male voice said, "Hey, there!" The last thing Alistair Oh saw was a large fist hurtling toward his face. — Rick Riordan

So all in all there wasn't anything really wrong with my life. Except that, like most everyone else's I knew about, it had a big gaping hole in it, an enormous emptiness, and I didn't know how to fill it or even know what belonged there. — Jack Finney

An ideal cannot wait for its realization to prove its validity. — George Santayana