Primarias En Quotes & Sayings

If a snake isn't poisonous, all the more reason that it should pretend to be so, — Ashwin Sanghi

The night embraces me, cool and endless, and above me the stars are tiny holes in the darkness through which the light of eternity is pouring out. I can almost sense primordial stardust flowing through my veins. People are forever telling me that stars make them feel small, and I always nod noncommittally and wonder at the stuffy confinement of their minds. Stars make me feel vast. — Olga Grushin

For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning. — Libba Bray

Does that mean I can't hammer him?' said Thor.
Heimdall scowled. 'Not yet,' he said.'When can I hammer him, please?' said Thor. — Joanne Harris

It's no one's fault to be born ugly, but, honestly, must it be worn as a symbol of pride? — Joan Collins

Fighting Dad's not a fight. Fighting dad is, Hi, you've just instigated your own mugging! Come on down! — Christopher Titus

If you keep it," Daneca says, "he'll have his claws in you."
Everyone has their claws in me. Everyone. — Holly Black

And what does reward virtue? You think the communist commissar rewards virtue? You think a Hitler rewards virtue? You think, excuse me, if you'll pardon me, American presidents reward virtue? Do they choose their appointees on the basis of the virtue of the people appointed or on the basis of their political clout? — Milton Friedman

God doesn't send His children to Hell either. It's just the Devil's children that God sends to Hell. Why should God look after the Devil's children. — John R. Rice

I identify as being an independent artist. I think people often forget that Indie is actually short for independent. For me, the word has a meaning more than what it connotes from an industry standpoint. — Mirah

Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. — Victor Hugo

For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move.
And then she realized that the angel's song hadn't stopped on her waking.
Silence sat up. The tantalizingly beautiful voice was coming from the half-open door to Mickey O'Connor's room. — Elizabeth Hoyt