Rancis Fluggerbutter Quotes & Sayings

Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me? — C.S. Lewis

His entire aspect was menacing, starting with his chilling eyes and the pronounced bone structure of his face. He was tall and lean, but the skin on his arms was stretched over muscles that looked as taut as whipcord. The backs of his hands were bumpy with strong veins. His clothes and hair had snagged natural debris - twigs, sprigs of moss, small leaves. He seemed indifferent to all that, just as he did to the mud caked on his boots and the legs of his jeans. He smelled of the swamp, of sweat, of danger. — Sandra Brown

And he has the teacher's fear of being surpassed by the student, the master's dread of having the disciple discredit his work. (Not that I am in any real sense Nemur's student or disciple as Burt is.) I guess Nemur's fear of being revealed as a man walking on stilts among giants is understandable. — Daniel Keyes

A good joke can spread throughout the Internet between the time you go to bed and the time you wake up, leading to an inbox filled with pictures of funny cats and cheeseburgers. — Rosanna Pansino

I didn't really identify with the music of my own generation, but I was very curious about the music of others. — Tom Waits

If you wanted to feel you were still somehow in control of a ship or a fleet or even your civilisation, talking amongst yourselves seemed to be the way you convinced yourself of it. — Iain M. Banks

It's like going back to school. You know, autumn! Time for 'Harry Potter'. — Robbie Coltraine

I hope the cooks who are working for me now are getting that kind of experience so they can use what they're learning now as a foundation for a great career. — Thomas Keller

A lot of time you write out of some unconscious place. I try to trust what is coming and where it wants to take me. — Sue Monk Kidd

God's definition of what matters is pretty straightforward. He measures our lives by how we love. — Francis Chan

Waiting for a book to be published is like having a baby. It would be nine months before we heard the patter of tiny pages trotting through the letter box, and the bookcase shuffled it's shelves in boredom and I was a martyr to morning sickness. — Deric Longden