Park Shin Hye Quotes & Sayings

O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell! — William Shakespeare

Light illuminates the path of humanity: it is our own fault if we go over the brink. — Aleister Crowley

The ranks included a carpenter and furniture-maker named Elias Disney, who in coming years would tell many stories about the construction of this magical realm beside the lake. His son Walt would take note. — Erik Larson

Whither am I going? To the New World. What to do? To gain honor? No, if I know my own heart. To get money? No: I am going to live to God, and to bring others so to do. — Francis Asbury

I am surrounded by death, inside and out, and all it does is remind me of how futile everything is, everything ever was. — Beth Revis

The photograph is an incomplete utterance, a message that depends on some external matrix of conditions and presuppositions for its readability. — Allan Sekula

Dick" Counterfly had absquatulated swiftly into the night, leaving his son with only a pocketful of specie and the tender admonition, "Got to 'scram, — Thomas Pynchon

It is not quite accurate to say that the objective of art is to represent what happens to us as a consequence of encountering the world. A fuller description of the task would be to say our aim is to discover what happens to us as we consider things. — Peter London

Every author who straddles culture is inauthentic in a way. — Gary Shteyngart

Society and government at all levels - the state level, the local level and, of course, the federal level - really needs to redouble its efforts if we're really going to make a difference in combating autism. — Chris Smith

I leaned against my door, struggling to catch my breath, and thought that maybe hell wasn't a place at all, but a thing. A contagious thing. A thing that could creep up the steps, seep through the crack under my door, grow horns and sprout fire - smelling faintly like sulfur. A thing that could sink its tendrils inside and take root, coloring everything gray and distorting a smile into a sneer. And while i got dressed for the play, swatted at my back and kept running my hands over my stomach because I could feel it, I swear, I could feel it reaching for me, trying to grab hold. — Megan Miranda

How does it happen that, on the one hand, we all share not just a sense that there is such a thing as justice, but a passion for it, a deep longing that things should be put to rights, a sense of out-of-jointness that goes on nagging and gnawing and sometimes screaming at us - and yet, on the other hand, after millennia of human struggle and searching and love and longing and hatred and hope and fussing and philosophizing, we still can't seem to get much closer to it than people did in the most ancient societies we can discover? — N. T. Wright

Love is not necessary for sex. — Patricia Briggs