Ongerichte Quotes & Sayings

God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. — John Donne

I was alive, they were not. Go Me. (Touch the Dark) — Karen Chance

I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's crazy. — J.D. Salinger

Young men still desire women as much as ever, even though they don't want to marry them as much. — Clare Boothe Luce

So it was that we soaped ourselves in sadness and we rinsed ourselves with hope, and for all that we believed almost every rumor we heard, almost all of us refused to believe that our nation was dead. — Viet Thanh Nguyen

I've had five weddings but if I'm really honest and if I count significant de factos ... I've had nine husbands ... which sounds appalling but when you consider I started at 18 and I'm 65 it's not so bad. — Jacki Weaver

Michael Rafferty was a good
man. A solid man. He was never going to be Hugh Jackman handsome or Bill Gates rich or King of England powerful. But he was hers and he was Sean's and that was more than enough — J.R. Ward

Some people ripen, some rot. — Marlena De Blasi

All the earth is a grave, and nought escapes it; nothing is so perfect that it does not fall and disappear. The rivers, brooks, fountains and waters flow on, and never return to their joyous beginnings; they hasten on to the vast realms of Tlaloc, and the wider they spread between their marges the more rapidly do they mould their own sepulchral urns. That which was yesterday is not to-day; and let not that which is to-day trust to live to-morrow. — Daniel G. Brinton

Life is a flow of changes - transient and ephemeral. — Debasish Mridha

If you look close enough, you can see cracks in everything. And that's okay. Because when you really think about it, it's the cracks and gaps and chinks in things that let the light shine in. — D. Anne Love

The truth about Chanel's bespoke femininity is that a woman can do or say whatever she wants as long as she's wearing pearls. — Karen Karbo

Under the strain of this continually impending doom and by the sleeplessness to which I now condemned myself, ay, even beyond what I had thought possible to man, I became, in my own person, a creature eaten up and emptied by fever, languidly weak both in body and mind, and solely occupied by one thought: the horror of my other self. — Robert Louis Stevenson

Throw the word "bargain" around a few times, and people will swarm the tiredest old dreck like bees in search of a new hive. Or maybe locusts, ready to strip the place bare. They even buzzed like swarming insects. Voices raised in conversation and laughter, plus the occasional shrieks of a tired child, formed a background roar that still failed to drown out the tired tinkle of Christmas music piped over the top. I'd only been here ten minutes and already I'd heard White Christmas twice. Two times too many in my book. — Marina Finlayson