Meonias Quotes & Sayings

Labels applied to people of any race are inherently offensive. — Edward Brooke

Especially learn how to see. — Leonardo Da Vinci

You can tell if someone really loves Books by the way they look at them, how they open and close them, how they turn the pages. — Milena Busquets

We are narrative creatures, and stories render the world apprehensible. Narrative tells us about the world we live in and our place within it. — Joseph Laycock

Why did I walk so purposefully in a straight line? Where would it take me? He went round and round and we got there all the same. — Jeanette Winterson

This isn't a church social, Sweetheart. You aren't going to be able to save me this time. — Katherine Allred

You win some, you lose some, you wreck some. — Dale Earnhardt

Love Our Lady and make her loved; always recite the Rosary and recite it as often as possible. — Pio Of Pietrelcina

I think my mistakes were kind of common - leaning on cliches and adjectives in the place of clear, vivid writing. But at least I knew how to spell, which seems to be a rarity these days. — Dick Schaap

Those reformers who preach against image-worship, or what they denounce as idolatry - to them I say "Brothers, if you are fit to worship God-without-form discarding all external help, do so, but why do you condemn others who cannot do the same?" — Swami Vivekananda

The whole world is pretending the breakthrough is in technology. The bottleneck is really in art. — Penn Jillette

Unlike me, he realized that Dustfinger would do anything in return for such a promise. All he wants is to go back to his own world. He doesn't even stop to ask if his story there has a happy ending!"
"Well, that's no different from real life," remarked Elinor gloomily. "You never know if things will turn out well. Just now our own story looks like it's coming to a bad end. — Cornelia Funke

I believed, from the solitary and thoughtful way in which my mother murmured her song, that she was alone. And I went softly into the room. She was sitting by the fire, suckling an infant, whose tiny hand she held against her neck. Her eyes were looking down upon its face, and she sat singing to it. I was so far right, that she had no other companion.
I spoke to her, and she started, and cried out. But seeing me, she called me her dear Davy, her own boy! and coming half across the room to meet me, kneeled down upon the ground and kissed me, and laid my head down on her bosom near the little creature that was nestling there, and put its hand up to my lips.
I wish I had died. I wish I had died then, with that feeling in my Heart! I should have been more fit for Heaven than I ever have been since. — Charles Dickens

She made mistakes and others made up their minds about her. People around here don't let you forget your misdeeds. They think them the only things worth writing down. — Hannah Kent

The truth is, I don't know what will happen across the entire world in the coming decades, and neither does anyone else. Not everyone, though, shares my reticence. A Web search for the text string "the coming war" returns two million hits, with completions like "with Islam," "with Iran," "with China," "with Russia," "in Pakistan," "between Iran and Israel," "between India and Pakistan," "against Saudi Arabia," "on Venezuela," "in America," "within the West," "for Earth's resources," "over climate," "for water," and "with Japan" (the last dating from 1991, which you would think would make everyone a bit more humble about this kind of thing). Books with titles like The Clash of Civilizations, World on Fire, World War IV, and (my favorite) We Are Doomed boast a similar confidence. Who knows? Maybe they're right. My aim in the rest of this chapter is to point out that maybe they're wrong. — Steven Pinker