October 6th National Day Quotes & Sayings

That blessed mood in which the burthen of the mystery, in which the heavy and the weary weight of all this unintelligible world is lightened. — William Wordsworth

What is it men love in Genius, but its infinite hope, which degrades all it has done? Genius counts all its miracles poor and short. Its own idea it never executed. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

If you work with great people, it will be a great experience. Even if you're shoveling shit. — Jen Sincero

Oh God, he thought. "I'm sorry, I thought I heard you say to come in."
"I did."
"But you're only wearing a towel."
"What is it with you guys and towels? It's not like I'm naked. — J.L. Sheppard

Food, one assumes, provides nourishment; but Americans eat it fully aware that small amounts of poison have been added to improve its appearance and delay its putrefaction. — John Cage

Making prostitution legalized gives our society a message that sex is not sacred/private between two adults - that sex can be bought and sold just like any object. But prostitutes are people, not objects to be consumed, used and discarded like trash when they are no longer doing what each client/trafficker wants. — Annie Lobert

That having sex with someone you do not care for feels lonelier than not having sex in the first place, afterward.
That it is permissible to want.
That everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else. That this isn't necessarily perverse.
That there might not be angels, but there are people who might as well be angels.
That God - unless you're Charlton Heston, or unhinged, or both - speaks and acts entirely through the vehicle of human beings, if there is a God.
That God might regard the issue of whether you believe there's a God or not as fairly low on his/her/its list of things s/he/it's interested in re you. — David Foster Wallace

There is no great genius without tincture of madness. — Seneca.

The interval between a cold expectation and a warm desire may be filled by expectations of varying degrees of warmth or by desires of varying degrees of coldness. — Samuel Alexander

The impending separation from love, more than the ending of life, had kept all that faith alive. It was the hope of having a little more time to love that had made her mother hold crosses, and look to the faces of statues, and cast words up into the air. — J.R. Ward