Promener Verbe Quotes & Sayings

If the figure of discipline was the worker-prisoner, the figure of control is the debtor-addict. — Mark Fisher

But you're such a nice guy,' she said, sounding like she'd just stepped fresh out of a bath. 'At least I think so. — Haruki Murakami

But my foster mother never explained to me that there can be a deep loneliness in modern sanity too. That madness can be its own form of solace. — Diana Abu-Jaber

People whose integrity has not been damaged in childhood, who were protected, respected, and treated with honesty by their parents, will be-both in their youth and in adulthood-intelligent, responsive, empathic, and highly sensitive. They will take pleasure in life and will not feel any need to kill or even hurt others or themselves. They will use their power to defend themselves, not to attack others. They will not be able to do otherwise than respect and protect those weaker than themselves, including their children, because this is what they have learned from their own experience. — Alice Miller

There are no more battles between good and evil, no more monsters to slay, no maidens in need of rescue. Most maidens areare perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience,at least the ones worth anything in any case. — Erin Morgenstern

Once I was decapited
a black out in an avalanche
I went from human to animal
please turn me back — Pleasefindthis

It is one of the most important parts of my job, showing that you can't do it all. — Angela Ahrendts

Humility means that you have the courage to accept that you are eternity itself. — Frederick Lenz

When I am not writing, I'm dying. — Neil Diamond

The saddest failures in life are those that come from not putting forth the power and will to succeed. — Edwin Percy Whipple

Besides, how could one apologize for kissing a woman twice? Once might be explained away as an impulsive accident. Twice suggested definite intent or a serious lack of control. His — Mary Balogh

He thought of Tom dancing with the girl, and he was happy. Sleep came, finally, with the music swelling into the vacuum in his mind where there had been only that high, thin whining. The gramophone spun and he slept, with the letter still in his hand. He had kissed Duggan as he was dying. It had seemed the only thing to do. — Chris Cleave

I want to focus on my salad. — Martha Stewart

Wow. Did I just write that? I didn't want who I am to come between us? How could I not have seen that? — Bill Konigsberg

Sherry, the civilized drink. — W. Somerset Maugham