Mengsel Definitie Quotes & Sayings

It didn't occur to me then, though it certainly does now, that it was years since I'd roused myself from my stupor of misery and self-absorption; between anomie and trance, inertia and parenthesis and gnawing my own heart out, there were a lot of small, easy, everyday kindnesses I'd missed out on; and even the word 'kindness' was liking rising from unconsciousness into some hospital awareness of voices, and people, from a stream of digitized machines. — Donna Tartt

Surrendering to fear and allowing ourselves to be paralyzed by peril isn't something most of us can afford to do. — Benjamin Carson

When it was real it wasn't funny. When you touched someone, they were always with you. When his mouth was on mine, we held the same breath in the same moment, and when he was naked, his body was covered in tiny black hairs that stuck to my clothes even after I washed them. He had sowly become a part of me and when he was cruel, or cold, or acted like we couldn't go on like this anymore it felt like he was ripping my limbs off, one at a time. — Alison Espach

I think the tendency to over-explain and over describe is one of the most common failings in fantasy. It's an unfortunate piece of Tolkien's legacy. Don't get me wrong, Tolkien was a great worldbuilder, but he got a little caught up describing his world at times, at the expense of the overall story. — Patrick Rothfuss

Calm down, it isn't a ring I laughed and he pushed the box across the table to me and I blushed and opened it. — Mercy Cortez

The obstinate practicality of old women pierces and fortifies these families like the steel rods buried in walls of powdery concrete. — Barbara Kingsolver

Just remember that life is made up of change. We can't run away from it. — Gail Tsukiyama

Be patient with your impatience. — Roy Masters

Into the darkness they go, the wise & the lovely — Edna St. Vincent Millay

As a World-trekker, go-getter
Retirement won't have you stopping
You'll be seen where the bananas and mangos come from
At the supermarket ... doing the shopping — John Walter Bratton

At five that night, I went back to the market and bought three sixteen-ounce Rainier Ales. I bounced back to my house, Mary Lou Retton-like, sipped the first ale, took the Valium, smoked a joint, drank the second ale, took another Valium, listened to "Into the Mystic" ten times, drank the third Ale, too the Valium and the Halcion, and discovered two unhappy thoughts. One was it was only seven o'clock. The second was that I was wide awake. — Anne Lamott