Miss Jocelyn Quotes & Sayings

What if hummingbirds lost their wings? We had twenty-four hours to come back with an answer, and it took her precisely ten hours and seven minutes to text me back: Then it would rain for days and the world would know the rage of the grieving sky. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

I think I would be making a mistake to actively try and just do everything completely different from 'Gilmore Girls.' — Amy Sherman-Palladino

My sadness brings me tears of joy. — P.B. Gookenschleim

Neither Bwitists nor Fang felt they could eradicate ritual sin or evil in the world. This incapacity means that men have to celebrate. Good and bad walk together. As Fang frequently enough told missionaries, "We have two hearts, good and bad." Early missionaries, aware of these self-confessed contradictions, evangelized with the promise of "one heartedness" in Christianity. But Fang by and large did not find it there. For many, Christian one heartedness was a constriction of their selves. While "one heartedness" is celebrated in Bwiti, it is a one heartedness which is coagulated out of a flow of many qualities from one state to another. It is goodness achieved in the presence of badness, an aboveness achieved in the presence of belowness. It is an emergent quality energized in the presence of its opposite. — Terence McKenna

Never underestimate the power of temptation to disarm your better senses. Throughout the ages good people surrendered their honor for the empty promise that wealth or power would bring fulfillment and their dignity, good name and self-esteem for the passing pleasures of sex and drugs. — Michael Josephson

I look to see what things I enjoy doing and just try to figure out how to spend my time doing things that I enjoy. — Paul Buchheit

It took me 29 years to finish that song. That's a typical Jardine move. — Al Jardine

All my life I used to wonder what I would become when I grew up. Then, about seven years ago, I realized that I was never going to grow up
that growing is an ever ongoing process. — M. Scott Peck

Day appears again. This time he leans in close enough for his hair to brush, light as silk, against my cheeks. He pulls me towards for a long kiss. The scene vanishes, replaced abruptly by a stormy night and Day struggling through the rain, blood dripping from his leg and leaving a trail behind him. He collapses onto his knees in front of Razor before the whole scene disappears again. — Marie Lu

I am a new universe beginning to expand. — Scott Service