Prelate Pronunciation Quotes & Sayings

If you want to be with someone who is 15 or 20 years younger, that's fine, but I've found that if you haven't been knocked down a little bit, then you're probably not going to be hanging with me too much. — Grant Show

Many different kinds of sprouts lay torn. Green, purple and orange leaves lay scattered across the dark soil, and the thorn fence surrounding the bed had a fist-sized hole in it. Teacher eased himself into a squat, poked at the inside of the hole. Whatever made the hole had left blood on the thorns. The sprouts looked like wispy ghosts, pale and broken. Their delicate leaves and stems were riddled with bites. Life drained out of them like water dripping from a hanging cloth, and a breeze made them dance sadly. It felt like a funeral.
Teacher picked up a gnawed berry and gently squeezed it until purple juice dripped down his thumb. He placed the berry by the plant's roots.
Chandi's small face bunched up. "Are they dead?"
"They're dying, yes." Yuvali took her hand. "But their bodies will help other plants grow. — B.T. Lowry

Trade unionism is not socialism. It is the capitalism of the proletariat. — George Bernard Shaw

Humor is, by its nature, more truthful than factual. — P. J. O'Rourke

If you put me in the fairway at my average distance into a par 4, 175 to 180 yards, and you put another player in the rough 120 yards from the green, over time, I'm going to wear him out. — Zach Johnson

Suspicion is the greatest enemy of love whether it is true or not. — Mehmet Murat Ildan

I haven't inherited the earth from my parents, I am borrowing it from my children. — Mark Udall

I love anything to do with serial killers. — T. Cooper

Or had you no other means of capturing the grace of this creature except with a collar? Don't you realize that you destroy a rose if you crush it in your hand? I know that tone is unity which cannot be divided by words, I know that I am crushing a rose, but to shatter silence into words is one of my awkward ways of loving silence, & it is in this way that I have so often killed what I understand. — Clarice Lispector

Motherhood has been an exercise in guilt. — Felicity Huffman

I Still Have Everything You Gave Me
It is dusty on the edges.
It is slightly rotten.
I guard it without thinking.
I focus on it once a year
when I shake it out in the wind.
I do not ache.
I would not trade. — Naomi Shihab Nye

What's grief but the after-blindness/of the spirit's dazzle of love? — Gwen Harwood