Pluralizing Quotes & Sayings

There are so many cute vintage dresses made out of synthetics from the '60s and '70s - but they're so itchy and hot. It's not worth it! — Zooey Deschanel

Harry could come and go as he pleased; he was always a visitor in his own home. He never belonged to Wideacre as I belonged. Only Papa, the land and I were the constant elements in my life. Papa, the land and I had been inseparable since the first time I had seen Wideacre in its wonderful wholeness from between the hunter's ears. Papa, the land and I would be here forever. — Philippa Gregory

I rapped on the door. By which I mean I knocked on it, not that I did a little MC-ing. But if I had've done a little MC-ing, it would've been quite angry stuff, like NWA when they're on about the Rodney King incident. Only I'd have made it less about police brutality and more about old Devon men ripping young folk off with their made-up stories of broken down cars. And there I think you'll find the main difference between British and American crime. — Danny Wallace

I wouldn't say jamie is an evil genius. I'm not sure he's evil and I'm not sure he's a genius. — Adam Savage

You don't have to fight anyone for me," she said.
"Except you."
Oh God. He leveled her with a few words and searing looks. She felt herself in a dizzying plunge, wanting the flight, worried about the landing. "I give as much as I am able," she said.
"I know," he answered. — Zoe Archer

I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life. — Mary Roberts Rinehart

Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then ... Well, then I woke up. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

I like thought which preserves a whiff of flesh and blood, and I prefer a thousand times an idea rising from sexual tension or nervous depression to empty abstraction. — Emil Cioran

Humanity in its basic form is co-humanity. — Karl Barth

If ever a fool utters all kinds of insults against you,
The best bet is to not respond at all. — Miguel El Portugues

I live alone, perhaps for no good reason, for the reason that I am an impossible creature, set apart by a temperament I have never learned to use as it could be used, thrown off by a word, a glance, a rainy day, or one drink too many. My need to be alone is balanced against my fear of what will happen when suddenly I enter the huge empty silence if I cannot find support there. I go up to Heaven and down to Hell in an hour, and keep alive only by imposing upon myself inexorable routines. I write too many letters and too few poems. — May Sarton

The Gift of Life is a Treasure. Some fill it with Pressure ... some with Pleasure!-RVM — R.v.m.

Which are you drinking? The water or the wave? — John Fowles