Monopole Inc Quotes & Sayings

A lot of bad stuff in the world wasn't really that bad until someone tried to change it. — Gregory David Roberts

I probably have less revision than those who have that wonderful rush of story to tell - you know, I can't wait to tell you what happened the other day. It comes tumbling out and maybe then they go back and refine. I kind of envy that way of working, but I just have never done it. — Amy Hempel

The world will never be long without some good reason to hate the unhappy; their real faults are immediately detected; and if those are not sufficient to sink them into infamy, an individual weight of calumny will be super-added. — Samuel Johnson

If you're suicidal, and you don't actually kill yourself, you become known as 'wry. — Lorrie Moore

A bad dog never sees the Wolfe. — George Herbert

I love my friends
neither with my heart nor with my mind.
Just in case ...
Heart might stop.
Mind can forget.
I love them with my soul.
Soul never stops or forgets. — Rumi

I know, basketball is a dance. I didn't understand the significance of that type of training at first. I was supposed to read poems ... — Dirk Nowitzki

Most people's intuitions are drowned out by folk sayings. We have a moment of real feeling or insight, and then we come up with a folk saying that captures the insight in a kind of wash. The intuition may be real and ripe, fresh with possibilities, but the folk saying is guaranteed to be a cliche, stale and self-contained. — Anne Lamott

If we are to abolish the death penalty, I should like to see the first step taken by my friends the murderers. — Alphonse Karr

Never will anyone who says his Rosary every day become a formal heretic or be led astray by the devil. — Louis De Montfort

I am careful with the arguas (tomato caterpillars). Be careful with your mothers' hearts too, por favor.
THE PINATA-MAKER'S DAUGHTER — Eileen Granfors

No matter how hard you kick, no matter how high you get, you can't go all the way round. — John Green

O hiding hair and dewy eyes, I am no more with life and death, My heart upon his warm heart lies, My breath is mixed into his breath. — W.B.Yeats

I am not a new journalist, whatever that is. I just sit here at the typewriter and bang away at the old forms. — Nora Ephron

The shops in High Street still have their metal grilles down, blank-eyed and sleeping. My name is scrawled across them all. I'm outside Ajay's newsagent's. I'm on the expensive shutters of the health food store. I'm massive on Handie's furniture shop, King's Chicken Joint and the Barbecue Cafe. I thread the pavement outside the bank and all the way to Mothercare. I've possessed the road and am a glistening circle at the roundabout. — Jenny Downham