Poughkeepsie Schools Org Quotes & Sayings

To our horror, the very neighbor whom we had for decades thought of as the best natured and hardest working and, we always thought, the most contented of all our neighbors has turned out to be a murderer. — Thomas Bernhard

When I read a script, I try not to judge the characters. I try to have an open mind and really see what it makes me feel. — Penelope Cruz

Love alters all. Unblood my instinct, love. — Theodore Roethke

After the Dark Revolt, where the Obsidians rose in arms against the iron ancestors, the Board of Quality Control debated destroying the entire Color. You know how they gave them religion, stole their technology. — Pierce Brown

You can't react to a man's kiss like that and expect him to forget you. — Chloe Blaque

It is strange to be here. The mystery never leaves you. — John O'Donohue

You can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. — Shonda Rhimes

Saying you don't need a librarian because you have the internet is like saying you don't need a math teacher because you have a calculator. — Unknown

She was looking at Alec instead, watching him as he talked to Jace. There was a kinetic, almost feverish energy to him that hadn't been there before. Something about Jace sharpened him, brought him into focus. If she were going to draw them together, she thought, she would make Jace a little blurry, while Alec stood out, all sharp, clear planes and angles. Jace was looking down as Alec spoke, smiling a little and tapping his water glass with a fingernail. She sensed he was thinking of other things. She felt a sudden flash of sympathy for Alec.
Jace couldn't be an easy person to care about.
I was laughing at you because declarations of love amuse me, especially when unrequited. Jace looked up as the waitress passed. "Are we ever going to get any coffee?" he said aloud, interrupting Alec midsentence. Alec subsided, his energy fading. — Cassandra Clare

Smells are custodians of memories. — Kathleen Tessaro

The short-cut to popularity is to lend everyone your ears, instead of giving them your tongue — Frank Bettger