Mwezi Beach Quotes & Sayings

The whole universe is a complex of rhythms," mused Amanda. "We each of us feel a need to identify our bodily rhythms with those of the cosmos. The sea is the grand agency of rhythm. The grain-tops in the wind, the atoms that orbit are rhythmic. The uterus, which is a strong muscular organ, contracts with the birth of a baby - the rhythmic contractions, in fact, are the important motivations for the baby to emerge into the world. Rhythm is how it all begins. — Tom Robbins

I am at my worst trying to write about things that overlap with my life. — Jennifer Egan

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats ... — Maya Angelou

I used to feel famous, but now I feel successful. — Victoria Beckham

Socialism's not a word that I use. I say 'social democracy' because I don't think the government needs to own all the means of production. — David Cunliffe

The classics are only primitive literature. They belong to the same class as primitive machinery and primitive music and primitive medicine. — Stephen Leacock

I'm so damned literary
and at the same time the waters rushing past remind
me of nothing
I'm so damn empty — Frank O'Hara

It was a card, stamped with a mermaid in the center, colored and adorned with glittery starfish stickers and hand-drawn reeds in green and yellow. Inside, edged along the bottom in blue-green waves and encircled with a heart, he'd written a note:
Dear Elyse,
Thank you for being my new friend.
And liking mermaids.
And marrying my brother.
Your new friend,
Sebastian Kane
P.S. Are you a mermaid? Yes or No. — Sarah Ockler

It's easy to pretend 'to be fierce and fearless because living your truth takes real courage. Real fearless and fierce women admit mistakes and they work to correct them. We stand up and we use our voices for things other than self promotion. We don't stand by and let racism and sexism and homophobia run rapid on our watch. Real fearless and fierce women complement other women and we recognize and embrace that their shine in no way diminishes our light and that it actually makes our light shine brighter. — Gabrielle Union

Upon the haunted stairway
I have heard them oft before;
In this olden house, returning,
They haunt me evermore.

Strangers have never heard them--
I know they all are mine,
Rising, O heart, and dying
On that haunted stair of thine.

To me forever returning
Myself forever fled,
Startling the stair forever and ever,
I hear my footsteps dead! — John James Piatt