Nyugtalansag Quotes & Sayings

The Nelazan believed that there was beauty in darkness, and that the daylight was more profane. They saw the stars as the Thousand Eyes of Trell watching them. The sun was the single, jealous eye of Trell's brother, Nalt. Since Nalt only had one eye, he made it blaze brightly to outshine his brother. The Nelazan, however, were not impressed, and preferred to worship the quiet Trell, who watched over them even when Nalt obscured the sky. — Brandon Sanderson

He hung up so gently, I didn't even hear the click. — Kamila Shamsie

She was terrified. She was beginning to realise that after long months of selfcontrol,
the pressure, the
earthquake, the volcano of her soul was showing signs that it was about to erupt, and the
moment that this happened, she would have no way of controlling her feelings. — Paulo Coelho

Whether a person is physically in front of you or not, the love remains. — Kate Jacobs

Oh the places you'll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. — Dr. Seuss

Thinking involves not only the flow of thoughts, but their arrest as well. — Walter Benjamin

The deficit only became a big problem in the Reagan-Bush years. For 12 years, Republican presidents talked about balancing the budget, but failed to propose one. — Dick Gephardt

I saw that I had forgotten how beautiful the drive to Thunder Bay was; the towering sighing groves of fragrant Norway pines, the broad expanses of clean white sand, the sea gulls, always the endlessly wheeling sea gulls; an occasional bald eagle seeming bent on soaring straight up to heaven; the intermittent craggy and pine-clad granite or sandstone hills, sometimes rising gauntly to the dignity of small mountains, then again, sudden stretches of sand or more majestic Norway pines -- and always, of course, the vast glittering heaving lake, the world's largest inland sea, as treacherous and deceitful as a spurned woman, either caressing or raging at the shore, more often turbulent than not, but today on its best company manners, presenting the falsely placid aspect of a mill pond. — Robert Traver

How the fuck was he supposed to function in the fucking real world if he couldn't even break into his own god damn house? — Abigail Roux