Pavertable Block Quotes & Sayings

I lied, okay?" He raked his hands through his disheveled hair and took a deep breath, making a visible effort to bring himself under control. "I fucking lied. Of course I would chase you. Of course I would beg you to give us a chance. How am I ... what am I supposed to do when I can't function without you? — Alisha Rai

I surprise myself that I'm not dead in the gutter somewhere, surprised that I haven't given up. — Miguel Syjuco

To-day I think
Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield,
And bracken, and wild carrot's seed,
And the square mustard field;
Odours that rise
When the spade wounds the root of tree,
Rose, currant, raspberry, or goutweed,
Rhubarb or celery;
The smoke's smell, too,
Flowing from where a bonfire burns
The dead, the waste, the dangerous,
And all to sweetness turns.
It is enough
To smell, to crumble the dark earth,
While the robin sings over again
Sad songs of Autumn mirth.
- A poem called DIGGING. — Edward Thomas

What I observe is that the world is ruled by men - good men and bad, desperate men and those with principles. — Brian Staveley

How is it I have the strength to carry my own weaknesses? — Nanamoli Thera

The tragedy of being old is you can no longer apply whats taken you so long to learn (Kissing The Beehive) — Jonathan Lethem

Art's development should be dialectical and not metaphysical. — Robert Smithson

Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly
they'll go through anything. You read and you're pierced. — Aldous Huxley

Old men declare war because they have failed to solve complex political and economic problems. — Art Hoppe

I write about the emotional crises that we face in our lives. Readers tell me that they identify with my characters. They know them. They are them. I'm an everyday woman writing about everyday people facing not- so-everyday challenges. And believe me, I love readers like you to bits. I've built my career one reader at a time. I owe a dept of gratitude to you all! — Barbara Delinsky

I find it interesting that there are impostors out on the Internet pretending to be Werner Herzog. — Werner Herzog

Plowboy, Dick, who sometimes came into our field to pluck blackberries from — Anna Sewell

We are the flowers that make up the Creator's vast and beautiful garden. — Suzy Kassem