Naparstek Belleruth Quotes & Sayings

Valancy was perfectly happy. Some things dawn on you slowly. Some things come by lightning flashes. Valancy had had a lightning flash. She knew quite well now that she loved Barney. Yesterday she had been all her own. Now she was this man's. Yet he had done nothing - said nothing. He had not even looked at her as a woman. But that didn't matter. Nor did it matter what he was or what he had done. She loved him without any reservations. Everything in her went out wholly to him. She had no wish to stifle or disown her love. She seemed to be his so absolutely that thought apart from him - thought in which he did not predominate - was an impossibility. — L.M. Montgomery

Privative appropriation and domination are thus originally imposed and felt as a positive right, but in the form of a negative universality. Valid for everyone, justified in everyone's eyes by divine or natural law, the right of privative appropriation is objectified in a general illusion, in a universal transcendence, in an essential law under which everyone individually manages to tolerate the more or less narrow limits assigned to his right to live and to the conditions of life in general. — Raoul Vaneigem

The reader is the content of any poem or of the language he employs, and in order to use any of these forms, he must put them on. — Marshall McLuhan

Albertans were looking for change. And so I think that we're staying true to our principles by working to deliver on that change. And I think that is what people were looking for — Rachel Notley

It's good to raise awareness that men and boys are struggling, at least many of them are. But why say men are finished? It's too harsh, too sweeping, and it happens to not be true. — Christina Hoff Sommers

I don't give a fuck what you're lookin' like as long as you're lookin' like it by my fuckin' side. — Madeline Sheehan

As a child, a library card takes you to exotic, faraway places. When you're grown up, a credit card does it. — Sam Ewing

The guy was young, in his twenties. Looked like a Roman statue with pomade in his hair. — R.A. Niles