Memaknai Sumpah Quotes & Sayings

Apparently, the world is not a
wish-granting factory. — John Green

Everything had changed.Everything was different. And he was desperate to tell her. Cam knew his life
had turned on its axis yet again. And somehow he'd ended up exactly where he needed to be.
The only thing missing was Anna. — Nora Roberts

We always need new ideas to free us from the old ones. — Marty Rubin

His exposure to storytelling, through Charles Dickens and Charlotte Bronte, had ill prepared him for characters who came from and traveled nowhere -- or for stories that made no sense. — John Irving

When I make a representation of something, this, too, is an analogy to what exists; I make an effort to get a grip on the thing by depicting it. — Gerhard Richter

The reason I like the game chess is because each move has countless repercussions, but you're in charge of them. And it's your ability to see into the future and the effects of the decisions you've made that males you either a good or not a good chess player. It's not luck. — Bono

Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms. — Penelope Lively

They growled a response and went on digging. For some time there was no noise but the grating sound of the spades discharging their freight of mould and gravel. It was very monotonous. Finally a spade struck upon the coffin with a dull woody accent, and within another minute or two the men had hoisted it out on the ground. They pried off the lid with their shovels, got out the body and dumped it rudely on the ground. The moon drifted from behind the clouds and exposed the pallid face. The barrow was got ready and the corpse placed on it, covered with a blanket, and bound to its place with the rope. Potter took out a large spring-knife and cut off the dangling end of the rope and then said: "Now the cussed thing's ready, Sawbones, and you'll just out with another five, or here she stays. — Mark Twain

It's funny how loud horrified silence can be. Curran laughed. — Ilona Andrews

Vanity and pride of nations; vanity is as advantageous to a government as pride is dangerous. — Baron De Montesquieu

Some sunny empty grass-grown court lost in the heart of the labyrinthine pile. — Henry James

We hear every day of murders committed in the country. Brutal and treacherous murders; slow, protracted agonies from poisons administered by some kindred hand; sudden and violent deaths by cruel blows, inflicted with a stake cut from some spreading oak, whose every shadow promised - peace. In the county of which I write, I have been shown a meadow in which, on a quiet summer Sunday evening, a young farmer murdered the girl who had loved and trusted him; and yet, even now, with the stain of that foul deed upon it, the aspect of the spot is - peace. No species of crime has ever been committed in the worst rookeries about Seven Dials that has not been also done in the face of that rustic calm which still, in spite of all, we look on with a tender, half-mournful yearning, and associate with - peace. — Mary Elizabeth Braddon