Ongetwijfeld Engels Quotes & Sayings

It had been four years. Four years ago, the return home had been to take care of paperwork related to the family registry when I got married. When I thought back on it, what a pointless trip! I thought it was all paperwork. The problem was that nobody else thought it. It comes down to the different ways in which minds work. What's over for one person isn't over for another. But the path splits in two different directions, and so you end up apart.
From that point on there was no hometown for me. Nowhere to return to. What a relief! No one to want me, no one to want anything from me. — Haruki Murakami

Surely this is what death would be like: nothingness, oblivion, as the world continued to turn, heedless of her absence. — Meredith Duran

Love is a gift forever.
You can't take it back, never. — Debasish Mridha

My God, I don't know anyone who likes to accumulate their wealth more than the Europeans. — Edmund Phelps

Will be along next year in A Dance with Dragon ... — George R R Martin

We get a little further from perfection,
each year on the road,
I guess that's what they call character,
I guess that's just the way it goes,
better to be dusty than polished,
like some store window mannequin,
why don't you touch me where i'm rusty,
let me stain your hands — Ani DiFranco

Myron walked up the little brick walk and knocked on the door. A very attractive black woman answered, a pleasant smile at the ready. Her hair was tied back in a severe bun, emphasizing the high cheekbones. Age lines around the eyes and mouth, but nothing drastic. She was well dressed, kind of conservative. Anne Klein II. Her jewelry was noticeable but not too flashy. The overall impression: classy. Her smile seemed to fade when she saw him. "Can I help you?" "Mrs. Yeller?" She nodded slowly, as though not sure. "My name is Myron Bolitar. I'd like to ask you a few questions." The smile fled completely. "What about?" Her diction was different now. Less suburban civil. More street suspicious. — Harlan Coben

I liked roaming around by myself. — Jimmy Rushing

The more I read, the more I acquire, the more certain I am that I know nothing. — Voltaire

Playing for Manchester United is something that most people want and very few people do - but there is no harm in having a dream as long as you are realistic with it. — David Gill

Taste your lies, Nina. — E.K. Blair

Later that year, the Voting Rights Act opened the door for thousands to register for the first time. — Junius Williams

I'm not a fighter. I usually smile and then go into my room and cry my eyes out. — Suman Bhattacharya

He squinted at us. "You really believe there might be zombies in Franklin Village?"
"Maybe," I said. "We just thought we'd patrol at night and search for them."
"But that could be dangerous," Trevor said. He leaned toward us. His eyes darted from Alec to me. "That could be very dangerous."
A chill rolled down my back. He had suddenly changed. His voice deepened. And his words sounded like a warning.
Or a threat. — R.L. Stine