Pg 40 Quotes & Sayings

The war has put its skeleton fingers even into our pockets. (pg:40) — Virginia Woolf

As we reach the next corner, the entire block ahead of us lights up with a rich purple glow. We backpedal, hunker down in a stairwell, and squint into the light. Something's happening to those illuminated by it. They're assaulted by . . . what? A sound? A wave? A laser? Weapons fall from their hands, fingers clutch their faces, as blood sprays from all visible orifices - eyes, noses, mouths, ears. In less than a minute, everyone's dead and the glow vanishes. — Suzanne Collins

Husbands do not care to be contradicted. Indeed, I do not know anyone who does. — Barbara Mertz

We just ask the agency to make reasonable and honest decisions, and the public deserves no less. — Fred Thompson

It is a mistake to imagine that potentially great men are rare. It is the conditions that permit the promise of greatness to be fulfilled that are rare. What is so difficult to achieve is the cultural background that permits potential greatness to be converted into actual greatness. — Fred Hoyle

I go all around and try to tell them. And they laugh. I can't make them understand anything. No matter what I say I can't seem to make them see the truth. — Carson McCullers

Doesn't surprise me that Christ our Lord
preferred to live with whores
& sinners, seeing
I go in for that myself. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I can promise you none of these things. No sphere of usefulness; you are not needed there at all. No scope of your talents; only forgiveness for having perverted them. No atmosphere of inquiry, for I will bring you to the land not of questions but of answers, and you shall see the face of God. (pg 40) — C.S. Lewis

Even the wisest don't know what's hidden in the depths of their being — Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

They were not children. They had grown into people he knew little about. And they had done so without his help or influence, or even,--for the most part--his witness. It made him feel as though something precious had been taken from him.
pg. 239-40 — Catherine Ryan Hyde

Why, oh why, had Jace picked a fight with a pack of wolves? What had possessed him? Then again, it was Jace. He'd pick a fight with a Mack truck if the urge took him.
-Clary, pg.40- — Cassandra Clare