Nabarro Nathanson Quotes & Sayings

Waiters are like hookers, never around when you want them. — Bernie Ecclestone

Once you wake up and smell the coffee, it's hard to go back to sleep. — Fran Drescher

Be cautious not to utter a syllable! Step not out of the circle, and as you love yourself, dare not to look upon my face! — Matthew Gregory Lewis

There's the road to heaven, and there's the road to hell, and there? That's the road to Faerie. — Ellen Kushner

The capacity to produce social chaos is the last resort of desperate people. — Cornel West

When we are in touch with this memory and respect its sensitivities, then we are feeling our souls. At those times, faith, hope, and love will spring up in us and joy and tears will both flow through us pretty freely. We will be constantly stabbed by the innocence and beauty of children, and pain and gratitude will, alternately, bring us to our knees. That is what it means to be recollected, to inchoately remember, to feel the memory of God in us. That memory is what is both firing our energy and providing us a prism through which to see and understand. — Ronald Rolheiser

That may be infidel wisdom, but it is wisdom all the same. — Sharon Kay Penman

Half the bloody world is going through a divorce; more than that are having children. All of us have parents who are dying or have died. It's just the life cycle. — Sarah McLachlan

My Aunt Dahlia, who runs a woman's paper called Milady's Boudoir, had recently backed me into a corner and made me promise to write her a few words for her "Husbands and Brothers" page on "What the Well-Dressed Man is Wearing". I believe in encouraging aunts, when deserving; and, as there are many worse eggs than her knocking about the metrop, I had consented blithely. But I give you my honest word that if I had had the foggiest notion of what I was letting myself in for, not even a nephew's devotion would have kept me from giving her the raspberry. A deuce of a job it had been, taxing the physique to the utmost. I don't wonder now that all these author blokes have bald heads and faces like birds who have suffered. — P.G. Wodehouse

She leaned forward and put her arms around me. Sometimes it used to make me prickly when she did that, and I'd turn into a bag of knees and elbows. . . — Peter S. Beagle

Youth is the season of tragedy and despair. Youth is the time when one's whole life is entangled in a web of identity, in a perpetual maze of seeking and of finding, of passion and of disillusion, of vague longings and of nameless griefs, of pity that is a blade in the heart, and of 'all the little emptiness of love. — Ellen Glasgow

I have seven scars from having moles removed. One was a melanoma, six were precancerous. Get your moles checked! — Jennifer Morrison