Multicultural Reading Quotes & Sayings
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Top Multicultural Reading Quotes

People fidget. They are compelled to look engaged in an activity, or purposeful. Vampires can just occupy space without feeling obliged to justify it. — Charlaine Harris

Why the hell can't people just write nice happy stories about people having happy sex? That's what I want, and I bet a whole bunch of other people want it too. — Phil Foglio

Creating a warm, caring, supportive, encouraging environment is probably the most important thing you can do for your family. — Stephen Covey

A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road
Thinking to himself
Where the others are?
Taking care of what?
Who am I?
but a fading footprint
on a dark empty land
under a starless sky
seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes — Rixa White

All complex life shares an astonishing catalogue of elaborate traits, from sex to cell suicide to senescence, none of which is seen in a comparable form in bacteria. — Nick Lane

Happiness is not an experience, but the essence of experience. — Debasish Mridha

'Ghosts' is the most incredible play I've read for years. — Harry Treadaway

I love you, Olivia. I love you. And I don't know how to do this. I don't know how to let you go. — Emma Chase

I was creative before I started meditating, but I had, looking back, a weakness. I wasn't self-assured. I had a little bit of melancholy. I had a lot of anger for my situations in life, and I would take this out on my first wife. — David Lynch

A pygmy upon a gyants shoulder may see farther than the [giant] himself. — Leonard Mlodinow

I haven't tried anything like this since the accident."
"I believe in you," I say. I mostly do.
"I'm just saying that there's a very small but not statistically insignificant chance that this care could explode."
"Mike!"
"Fine! — John David Anderson

A great poet must have the ear of a wild Arab listening in the silent desert, the eye of a North American Indian tracing the footsteps of an enemy upon the leaves that strew the forest, the touch of a blind man feeling the face of a darling child. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge