Page 141 Quotes & Sayings

I'm floating inside my skin. I could go on floating like this for days. Right now, the real world with its heartbreak and disappointments is just a pulse against the protective membrane we've drunk ourselves into. It's somewhere outside us, waiting. A Great and Terrible Beauty, Page 141, by — Libba Bray

As a form of escapism, yearning for the 20th century is understandable, but in practice it would be horrible - sort of like going on a holiday promising yourself you could go without the Internet, only to crumble and walk in a daze to the local Internet cafe to gorge on connectivity. — Douglas Coupland

In our lives in a lot of ways it's all about fake. You've got people wanting things for fake reasons. — Billy Corgan

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends. — Sylvia Plath

No - simple to pronounce, hard to say. — Melody Beattie

I don't like losing a ballgame any more than a salesman likes losing a sale. — Early Wynn

Those who sentimentally indulge humanity do it no favours. — Terry Eagleton

When someone out there says that I'm not really human - what are they giving themselves permission to do to me? — Carrie Vaughn

Reducing the budget for Amtrak makes no sense unless the Administration is prepared to implement a reform strategy which can be supported by the budget request. — Kit Bond

Isn't it the sweetest mockery to mock our enemies? — Sophocles

Feelings can only be hidden so long from those who really pay attention.
page 141 — Jamie Ford

What do you think of the Wilcoxes? Are they our sort? Are they likely people? Could they appreciate Helen, who is to my mind a very special sort of person? Do they care about Literature and Art? That is most important when you come to think of it. Literature and Art. Most important. How — E. M. Forster

Is it any wonder that no truly respectable society has ever trusted its artists? — Ursula K. Le Guin

There's something universal about illness ... Whether you like it, at some level all patients are saying, 'Daddy, Mommy, help me, tell me it's going to be alright.' — Abraham Verghese

I've left this life with no rancour, I'll never have toothache again, Now I lie in the communal grave, the communal grave of time. — Georges Brassens

The things that matter most should never be at the mercy of the things that matter least. - Goethe — Leo Babauta

Sopping, and with no sign of stopping, either- then a breather. Warm again, storm again- what is the norm, again? It's fine, it's not, it's suddenly hot: Boom, crash, lightning flash! — Old Farmer's Almanac