Person You Took For Granted Quotes & Sayings

When I finished school, everyone wanted to go to a good university and become a lawyer or a doctor. My A-levels were sort of chosen for me. — Ben Barnes

It has been found that the less an advertisement looks like an advertisement and the more it looks like an editorial, the more readers stop, look, and read. — David Ogilvy

How are you going to change the world? The answer is easy. By changing the world that exists in your head. — Miguel Angel Ruiz

Truth is exclusive of non-truth; there is no way around that. — Karla Perry

Depression simply is. It has no beginning and no end, no boundaries and no world outside itself. It is the first, the last, the only, the alpha and the omega. Memories of better times die upon its desolate shores. Voices drown in its seas. The mind becomes its own prisoner. — Alexis Hall

Smart people that like good health spend several hours outdoors daily in the shade of trees. — Steven Magee

I am but a stranger ... as we all are. Lonely inside our separate skins, we cannot know each others pain and must bear our own in solitude. For my part, I have found that walking soothes it; and that, given luck, sometimes we find one to walk besides us ... at least for a little way. — Alan Moore

Bouchalka was not a reflective person. He had his own idea of what a great prima donna should be like, and he took it for granted that Mme. Garnet corresponded to his conception. The curious thing was that he managed to impress his idea upon Cressida herself. She began to see herself as he saw her, to try to be like the notion of her that he carried everywhere in that pointed head of his. She was exalted quite beyond herself. Things that had been chilled under the grind came to life in her that winter, with the breath of Bouchalka's adoration. Then, if ever in her life, she heard the bird sing on the branch outside her window; and she wished she were younger, lovelier, freer. She wished there were no Poppas, no Horace, no Garnets. She longed to be only the bewitching creature Bouchalka imagined her. — Willa Cather

It is better to be able neither to read nor write than to be able to do nothing else. — William Hazlitt

You can't be tired already," Dalanthas chided. "We have another ten miles left. Don't you go anywhere in your world?"
"In my world, we don't have to walk. We have cars to ride in."
"You mean like coaches?"
"Kind of. You put gas in, turn the car on, and drive where you want to go."
Dalanthas frowned. "Gas? Is that some kind of animal?"
Kirsta rolled her eyes. "No, it's a liquid."
Aldina joined their conversation. "Is it magic?"
Kirsta felt totally inadequate at explaining something she took for granted. "Well, no. It's a fuel. The engine burns the fuel and makes the car move."
Dalanthas shook his head. "I don't think I'd want to be in a coach that moved by itself. What if it went the wrong way?"
Kirsta giggled. "It won't! The person driving steers the car the way it's supposed to go."
Dalanthas looked at her strangely. "I think I'd rather walk. — Laura S. Kearney