Pantywaist Boy Quotes & Sayings

The Westeros of Aegon's youth was divided into seven quarrelsome kingdoms, and there was hardly a time when two or three of these kingdoms were not at war with one another. The vast, cold, stony North was ruled by the Starks of Winterfell. In the deserts of Dorne, the Martell princes held sway. The gold-rich westerlands were ruled by the Lannisters of Casterly Rock, the fertile Reach by the Gardeners of Highgarden. The Vale, the Fingers, and the Mountains of the Moon belonged to House Arryn ... but the most belligerent kings of Aegon's time were the two whose realms lay closest to Dragonstone, Harren the Black and Argilac the Arrogant. — George R R Martin

Celebrity, to me, is not a thing to seek. — Aidan Quinn

The more we are guided by eternal considerations in our conduct, the better we will manage our mortality. — Spencer W. Kimball

The more we try to stop others from falling, the more we hurt ourselves. — Laure Lacornette

I love if someone invites me to a restaurant, so I don't know if that's a feminist. — Carine Roitfeld

Managers are people who know what they want.
Leaders are people who get what they want. — Bogdan Vaida

Every object and event must have a plausible chain of causality that leads to it. — S.F. Chapman

Some of us are born to a solitary life. — Philippa Gregory

War so conspicuously benefits rich men and kills the poor ones. — Barbara Kingsolver

A true Seeker, one who can make a difference, must show himself to be a Seeker. The wizard doesn't point to someone and say, 'Here is the Sword of Truth, you will be the Seeker.' He doesn't really have a choice in the matter. — Terry Goodkind

On fine summer evenings, at the hour when the warm streets are empty and the maids play shuttlecock in doorways, he would open his window and lean out on the sill. The river, which turns this part of Rouen into a sort of shabby little Venice, flowed by beneath him, yellow, violet or blue between its bridges and its railings. Some workmen were crouched down on the bank, washing their arms in the water. On poles projecting from the lofts up above, skeins of cotton hung out to dry. In front, away beyond the roof-tops, was a pure expanse of sky with a red sun setting. How good it would be over yonder, now! How cool under the beeches! He opened his nostrils to breathe in the wholesome country smells - which failed to reach him here. — Gustave Flaubert

Until I was four years old I lived in the house of my paternal grandfather, about two miles from the pretty little village of Wallace, at the mouth of the river of that name. — Simon Newcomb

We are the modern day gladiators. — Tito Ortiz

I can play a bunch of instruments but drums? My brother's a drummer and I've always been jealous that he's such a good drummer. I always try to play but it's always kinda just bashing. I can keep time but no one really wants to hear me play drums. — Nat Wolff