Nonmanal Quotes & Sayings

Exercise ... because the soul isn't the only thing worth saving. — James Gordon

My vagina claps her pretty lips, and my magic marble lights up like we've won the million-dollar prize. — Helena Hunting

It always confused me how Smalley managed to keep enrolment limited only to Guardian bloodlines. I don't know, maybe she put some charm up that made people think about dead puppies every time they stepped on campus. That's what I would have done, anyway, if I were headmistress. — Cecily White

Never permit me to disgrace my high vocation by giving way to coldness, unkindness, or impatience. — Mother Teresa

Some people are your family no matter when you find them, and some people are not, even if you are laid, still wet and crumpled, in their arms. — Amy Bloom

I have sometimes dreamt ... that when the Day of Judgment dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to receive their rewards
their crowns, their laurels, their names carved indelibly upon imperishable marble
the Almighty will turn to Peter and will say, not without a certain envy when He sees us coming with our books under our arms, Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them here. They have loved reading. — Virginia Woolf

As a child I received instruction both in the Bible and in the Talmud. I am a Jew, but I am enthralled by the luminous figure of the Nazarene ... No one can read the Gospels without feeling the actual presence of Jesus. His personality pulsates in every word. No myth is filled with such life. Jesus is too colossal for the pen of phrase-mongers, however artful. No man can dispose of Christianity with a bon mot.
(Quote taken from "What Life Means to Einstein," The Saturday Evening Post, October 26, 1929.) — Albert Einstein

Farts are just the ghosts of the things we ate. — Jane Austen

Dear Grimm, we're not in Emerald anymore." I started to hyperventilate.

Rexi remained sprawled on her back. She barely opened an eye at my hysterics. "Duh. — Betsy Schow

The frozen ocean ... of Boston life. — Julia Ward Howe

His fabrications seemed to be the framework of a forgotten but imposing plan; some condition of life of which he was the sole surviving retainer."
--from "La Somnambule" (1937) by Djuna Barnes — Shaun Whiteside

A rhythm becomes a habit when we can no longer hear the music. — Sharon Weil