Medeba Quotes & Sayings

Her face was smeared with mud and blood and ash. Just another bit of debris in the wreckage of war. — Paolo Bacigalupi

This chapter also explores the question, "Who is the true yogi?" This word yogi may bring to mind images of amazing people who do strange contortions with their bodies. — Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa

Archbishop. Why do I never read the lesson?"
"I beg your pardon, ma'am?"
"In church. Everybody else gets to read and one never does. It's not laid down, is it? It's not off-limits?"
"Not that I'm aware, ma'am."
"Good. Well in that case I'm going to start. Leviticus, here I come. Goodnight."
The archbishop shook his head and went back to Strictly Come Dancing. — Alan Bennett

Breaking the winds breaks you. The power becomes a craving, like ... part of you dies and the only way to fill the emptiness is to spoil everything around you. And you can't fight it because you can't fight it because you don't want to fight it, because then you'd never be able to experience the rush again. — Shannon Messenger

objects that couldn't be — Danielle Steel

In a world of watered-down bestsellers and formula novels, Hitching to Nirvana eases back just enough to show the blade which cuts the real open, then bolts forward again, giving us a charged, swerving dance to self-actualization. Hitching to Nirvana is a magnetic forcefield, not just pulling us beautifully into the story, but into our own lives. It's rare when a writer can open the shared world with such a deft, personal touch. Janet Mason is a genius. — CA Conrad

This country isn't a melting pot. Think of this country as a stir fry. That's what this country should be. A place where people are appreciated for who they are. — Jane Elliott

It doesn't matter what odds are on paper or what's happened before. It matters what happens that moment. — Holly Holm

No one wants you to apologize," Catherine said. "And you know we all have an interest in politics." "I don't," Wes said. "We all have an interest in politics except for Wes, — John Scalzi

Justice, mercy, does Mars care for them? — Ursula K. Le Guin