Nauseated And Dizzy Quotes & Sayings

You never can tell, though, with suicide notes, can you? In the planetary aggregate of all life, there are many more suicide notes than there are suicides. They're like poems in that respect, suicide notes: nearly everyone tries their hand at them some time, with or without the talent. We all write them in our heads. Usually the note is the thing. You complete it, and then resume your time travel. It is the note and not the life that is cancelled out. Or the other way round. Or death. You never can tell, though, can you, with suicide notes. — Martin Amis

But I didn't think I'd ever wanted her more than in that moment when I was witnessing her put herself back together. — Christina Lauren

I sense people expect something to show for ten years. But I do feel like it is dense. Some of my own favorite books are slim, but there's a lot of weight and power in them. — Danielle Dutton

In the '70s, everybody thought drugs were just good times. People didn't really know about drug addiction, or that such a thing existed. When I grew up in the '70s I thought you had to take drugs. It was almost like I didn't think you had a choice. — Aimee Mann

It's no use being a qualified zoologist once you're inside the lion's mouth. — Gunnar Reiss-Andersen

Routine, in an intelligent man, is a sign of ambition. — W. H. Auden

A line is not made up of points ... In the same way, time is not made up parts considered as indivisible 'nows.' Part of Aristotle's reply to Zeno's paradox concerning continuity. — Aristotle.

In the nineteenth century, slavery was the greatest wrong, and government never stood so tall as when it was redressing that wrong. — William Weld

I couldn't keep a fish alive," she said. "I kill plants just by looking at them."
"I suspect I would have the same problem," Mark said, eyeing the fish. "It is too bad - I was going to name it Magnus, because it has sparkly scales."
At that, Cristina giggled. Magnus Bane was the High Warlock of Brooklyn, and he had a penchant for glitter.
"I suppose I had better let him go free," Mark said. Before anyone could say anything, he made his way to the railing of the pier and emptied the bag, fish and all, into the sea.
"Does anyone want to tell him that goldfish are freshwater fish and can't survive in the ocean?" said Julian quietly.
"Not really," said Cristina.
"Did he just kill Magnus?" Emma asked, but before Julian could answer, Mark whirled around. — Cassandra Clare