Mortalibus Quotes & Sayings

The writer is an explorer. Every step is an advance into a new land. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Modest fame is not to be despised by the highest characters.
[Lat., Modestiae fama neque summis mortalibus spernenda est.] — Tacitus

We don't have much time. Mel will be out of the restroom soon."
"You've got a magician named Mel? — Rick Riordan

All I could think was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of. So as I felt his fingers loosening around my wrist, I just wrapped my own around them, tight, and held on — Sarah Dessen

Nothing is difficult to mortals; we strive to reach heaven itself in our folly.
[Lat., Nil mortalibus arduum est;
Coelum ipsum petimus stultitia.] — Horace

Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: if someone yells "stop!", goes limp, or taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: the fights are bare knuckle. No shirt, no shoes, no weapons. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight. — Chuck Palahniuk

Any time where the delta b/w what is possible and how things work today is at its widest, that's an opportunity to go build new technology. — Aaron Levie

I don't think of myself as a particularly nostalgic person. — Bill Ayers

The very first temptation in the history of mankind was the temptation to be discontent ... that is exactly what discontent(ment ) is - a questioning of the goodness of God. — Jerry Bridges

In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life. — Chrissie Hynde

I turned my attention back to the tal, handsome footman who was waiting patiently for me to take his hand and descend out of the plush carriage. Colin looked at me blandly. I knew perfectly well that he was remembering last spring when I stumbled out of a hired hack and sprawled, rather spectacularly, into a muddy puddle. — Alyxandra Harvey

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes. — Carl Sandburg