Mihael Quotes & Sayings

Lester (Apollo) Still human; thanks for asking Gods, I hate my life WHEN — Rick Riordan

I went for the door and opened it, not wanting to see how much this corpse was willing to destroy to get into my bedroom. His body probably would've crumbled to pieces before he got in, and I had no clue how to get dead guy out of the carpet. — Kelly Hashway

And in that moment with the warmth of the sun and coolness of the rock and the mountains and cedar all around her, she knew she would be okay with whatever happened to her. And with that thought, never before had she felt so free. — Diane Les Becquets

There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams
not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart. — F Scott Fitzgerald

The West remains obsessed by the caste system. — Francois Gautier

Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen,
Delightful industry enjoy'd at home,
An Nature, in her cultivated trim
Dress'ed to his taste, inviting him abroad -
Can he want occupation who has these? — William Cowper

In all your years as a priest, I'm sure you've been asked this many times: 'Why does he do this if he loves us? Why does he shake down our homes? Destroy our cities? Let our children starve?' They ask these questions, not because they are confused... but because they suspect the truth. And you share their suspicions. — Richard Finney

If I want to know how we learn and remember and represent the world, I will go to psychology and neuroscience. If I want to know where values come from, I will go to evolutionary biology and neuroscience and psychology, just as Aristotle and Hume would have, were they alive. — Patricia Churchland

Oh, I almost forgot. In case that anyone besides big-headed Near or the deluded murderer is reading these notes, then I shall at least perform the basic courtesy of introducing myself, here at the end of the prologue, I am your narrator, your navigator, your storyteller. For anyone else but those two, my identity may be of no interest to you, but I am the world's runner-up, the best dresser that died like a dog, Mihael Keehl. I once called myself Mello and was addressed by that name, but that was a long time ago.
Good memories and nightmares. — NisiOisiN

I didn't like showing weakness, not to anybody. — Gwenda Bond