Rakoff Salinger Quotes & Sayings

Be kind to express your love for life. No reason is needed to be kind. — Debasish Mridha

Hate pollutes the mind. — William Shakespeare

I don't feel like I even need to contribute. — Rob Corddry

The Founding Fathers would be sorry to see that America had become so divided and factionalized. — Michael Beschloss

In England, David and I are big fish in a small pond. But in L.A., we are tiny, tiny, tiny fish in a big pond. — Victoria Beckham

Kyoto is dead and has been dead, but that doesn't mean that it hasn't done some real damage and won't continue to do some real damage," "If global warming turns out to be a problem, which I doubt, it won't be solved by making ourselves poorer through energy rationing." "It will be solved through building resiliency and capability into society and through long-term technological innovation and transformation. — Myron Ebell

Her face was like a party that everyone had left. — Juan Gabriel Vasquez

The writer's no different. When he's rejected, that paper is rejected, in a sense, a sizeable fragment of the writer is rejected as well. It's a piece of himself that's being turned down. — Rod Serling

The first time I met Crenshaw was about three years ago, right after first grade ended. It was early evening, and my family and I had parked at a rest stop off a highway. I was lying on the grass near a picnic table, gazing up at the stars blinking to life. I heard a noise, a wheels-on-gravel skateboard sound. I sat up on my elbows. Sure enough, a skater on a board was threading his way through the parking lot. I could see right away that he was an unusual guy. He was a black and white kitten. A big one, taller than me. His eyes were the sparkly color of morning grass. He was wearing a black and orange San Francisco Giants baseball cap. He hopped off his board and headed my way. He was standing on two legs just like a human. "Meow," he said. "Meow," I said back, because it seemed polite. — Katherine Applegate

But I supposed love doesn't stop, even in wars. — Monica Hesse

One of my luckiest instincts lay in being able to tell when I was happy - at the time, not afterwards. Most people don't realize until long afterwards that they have passed through a period of happiness. Their enjoyment takes the form of reminiscence, and it is always tinged with regret that they had not known at the time how happy they were. But I knew, and my memory (of bad times too) was detailed and intense. — Paul Theroux