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Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Lisa Delpit

When one 'we' gets to determine standards for all 'we's' then some 'we's' are in trouble. — Lisa Delpit

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Nuala O'Faolain

Novels are completed when they are finished, but the memoir changes its own conclusion by virtue of being written ... I was not at all the same person, when I handed the manuscript to the publisher, as I had been when I began. A memoir may always be retrospective, but the past is not where its action takes place. — Nuala O'Faolain

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Sonia Choquette

Your own words are the bricks and mortar of the dreams you want to realize.
Behind every word flows energy. — Sonia Choquette

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Calia Read

I think most people treasure the skeletons in their closets. We want them to remain unrevealed for a reason. — Calia Read

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Stephen King

Patrick Hockstetter, a boy who had disappeared in July of 1958, and there were worms crawling in and out of Patrick Hockstetter's cheeks, and that gassy, awful smell was coming from inside of Patrick Hockstetter, and in that dream that was more memory than dream he had looked to one side and had seen two schoolbooks that were fat with moisture and overgrown with green mold: Roads to Everywhere, and Understanding Our America. — Stephen King

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Stephen King

We had a bad summer here, my friend. Local folks keep it as quiet as they can - even the newspaper doesn't play it up - but there was some nasty work. Murders. Half a dozen at least. Kids. Found one down in the Barrens just recently. Patrick Hockstetter, his name was. All decayed. — Stephen King

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Jeffrey Eugenides

Bubble-gum angels swooped from top margins, or scraped their wings between teeming paragraphs. Maidens with golden hair dripped sea-blue tears into the books spine. Grape-colored whales spouted blood around a newspaper item (pasted in) listing arrivals to the endangered species list. Six hatchlings cried from shattered shells near an entry made on Easter. Cecilia had filled the pages with a profusion of colors and curlicues, Candyland ladders and striped shamrocks. — Jeffrey Eugenides

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By James M. Hamilton Jr.

The Bible is more to be admired than the Louvre Museum, and the Gospel of John is perhaps its Mona Lisa. — James M. Hamilton Jr.

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Eric Davis

Everyone would like to play in their hometown, but right now I like Cincinnati, I like the way it's going. I'm happy. — Eric Davis

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Cassandra Clare

Took her breath away with the Julian-ness of him. — Cassandra Clare

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Og Mandino

...most of us build prisons for ourselves and after we occupy them for a period of time we become accustomed to their walls and accept the false premise that we are incarcerated for life. As soon as that belief takes hold of us we abandon hope of ever doing more with our lives and of ever giving our dreams a chance to be fulfilled. We become puppets and begin to suffer living deaths. It may be praiseworthy and noble to sacrifice your life to a cause or a business or the happiness of others, but if you are miserable and unfulfilled in that lifestyle, and know it, then to remain in it is a hypocrisy, a lie, and a rejection of the faith placed in you by your creator. — Og Mandino

Patrick Hockstetter Quotes By Peter Bland

I left this morning saying 'I love you'
as if setting out for some unknown country
instead of the corner shop. I wanted
you to be sure, in case
this time - out of, say, 10,000 departures
I never made it back: although
after 50 years together, 2 countries,
3 children, and several former journeys
that would put this one to shame
you'd think there'd be no need to pause
on my own doorstep, suddenly afraid
of the distance between us, of your absolute beauty,
of the growing aloneness when I clicked the latch. — Peter Bland