Namoore Quotes & Sayings

Losing shouldn't be fun. It's not fun for me. If I'm going to be miserable, you're going to be miserable. — Michael Lewis

If you relax too much, the subconscious plays the role; the conscious does something else, rather than the other way around, which is the way it's supposed to be. — Maria Karnilova

My sons last summer, they won a trophy from their surfing camp and they came home and went right over to the shelf and put it up next to my Oscar. That's where we put our trophies. — Geena Davis

Kolya rose to a crouch and crept to the front door, keeping his head below the window line. I followed. We kneeled with our backs against the door. Kolya checked his pistol one last time. I pulled the German knife from my ankle sheath. I knew I looked silly holding it, the way a young boy looks holding his father's shaving razor. Kolya grinned at me as though he was about to start laughing. This is all very strange, I thought. I am in the middle of a battle and I am aware of my own thoughts, I am worried about how stupid I look with a knife in my hand while everyone else came to fight with rifles and machine guns. I am aware that I am aware. Even now, with bullets buzzing through the air like angry hornets, I cannot escape the chatter of my brain. — David Benioff

Hide until everybody goes home. Hide until everybody forgets about you. Hide until everybody dies. — Yoko Ono

Whenever you are about to find fault with someone, ask yourself the following question: What fault of mine most nearly resembles the one I am about to criticize? — Marcus Aurelius

So, then. You want a story and I will tell you one. — Khaled Hosseini

The question I always get is, Why didn't you throw Dr. Smith off the Jupiter? I get that all the time. — Mark Goddard

Obsessed people are more concerned with obeying God than doing what is expected or fulfilling the status quo. A person who is obsessed with Jesus will do things that don't always make sense in terms of success or wealth on this earth. — Francis Chan

But, Lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me Upon my yowthe, and on my jolitee, It tickleth me aboute myn herte roote. Unto this day it dooth myn herte boote That I have had my world as in my tyme. But age, alias! that al wole envenyme, Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith. Lat go, farewel! the devel go therwith! The flour is goon, ther is namoore to telle; The bren, as I best kan, now most I selle. — Geoffrey Chaucer

Actually, I liked the fact that happenstance had brought him to the right place; it was comforting to know that that life would support us if only we were listening. — Neil Abramson

That night Lymond, too, broke free from the prison he had made for himself. He drank of intent, until one by one the barriers crumbled and let run loose all those qualities he possessed, like Alkibaides, of a tarnished and insolent profusion, to set alight in his fellow-men that killing flame of excitement, of passion, of pleasure. — Dorothy Dunnett