Middelbon Quotes & Sayings

Right thing is usually clear and intuitive enough to feel in our gut. — Ryan Holiday

There are many changes in the weather of a day. — Pema Chodron

I never heard such drivel in my life," said Evangeline Fairfield.

It was the most injudicious remark she'd ever made. Arethusa turned on her like a wounded tigress.

Madam, I write such drivel! — Alisa Craig

I guess what I want to learn is how to live in this world and enjoy its delights but also devote myself to God. — Elizabeth Gilbert

I don't believe in perfection. I don't think there is such a thing. — Reese Witherspoon

I said that he was my superior in observation and deduction. If the art of the detective began and ended in reasoning from an armchair, my brother would be the greatest criminal agent that ever lived. But he has no ambition and no energy. He will not even go out of his way to verify his own solutions, and would rather be considered wrong than take the trouble to prove himself right. — Arthur Conan Doyle

Sometimes I think her chest is made of ice, and she has to stay emotionally cold to hide the smell of a roting heart. — Anne Bishop

It is always dangerous to declare a turning point in history. We always tend to feel that, when we are alive, something really major is happening. — Thomas L. Friedman

How could I not love him, after that? That is not to say that I approved of all he did, or much enjoyed the company of the man that he became ... but every little girl needs a big brother to protect her. Tywin was big even when he was little." She gave a sigh. "Who will protect us now?"
Jaime kissed her cheek. "He left a son."
"Aye, he did. That is what I fear the most, in truth."
That was a queer remark. "Why should you fear?"
"Jaime," she said, tugging on his ear, "sweetling, I have known you since you were a babe at Joanna's breast. You smile like Gerion and fight like Tyg, and there's some of Kevan in you, else you would not wear that cloak ... but Tyrion is Tywin's son, not you. I said so once to your father's face, and he would not speak to me for half a year. Men are such thundering great fools. Even the sort who come along once in a thousand years. — George R R Martin

But he didn't answer. He just cried on, this hopeless hard retching as if the tears were shards and each one cut as it came out. He was sitting on the floor up against the door so I couldn't get in and Mam was gone to take Nan to Murphy's so I just sank down on the floor on the other side of the door and because of the force of his crying the door and the whole partition wall kind of gave a little, these jagged ebbs and flows, as if the whole upstairs was in a storm, and my brother was in another boat sailing away, and no matter how much I wanted to, no matter what I did or said I would never be able to get to him. — Niall Williams

WE WERE SCOOTING THROUGH the library — Anonymous