Readstring Quotes & Sayings

A cloud-congested caul that is alternately red, orange, vermilion, purple. Sometimes the clouds break apart in great, slow rafts, letting through beams of innocent yellow sunlight that are bitterly nostalgic for the summer that has gone by. — Stephen King

Her manner was as though she were talking of a distant foreign literature. There was something lonely, something sad in it, something that rather suggested a beggar who has lost all desire. — Yasunari Kawabata

It was a really strange and unique sort of process for me to adapt my own book. — Seth Grahame-Smith

One day I asked him if he had come to enjoy the process of building companies, now that he was trying to do so for a third time. "Uh, no," he started, as if I were a fool. But if he didn't enjoy building companies, he sure had a thoughtful and convincing way of describing why he kept doing it. "The only purpose, for me, in building a company is so that that company can make products. One is a means to the other. Over a period of time you realize that building a very strong company and a very strong foundation of talent and culture in a company is essential to keep making great products. — Brent Schlender

I've had dialogues with my dead mother over the 40 years since she died. — Drew Gilpin Faust

My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine. — Mary Shelley

I can't talk. I can't walk. I can't feed myself or take myself to the bathroom. Big bummer. — Sharon M. Draper

Let's be honest: nothing spoils 'The Walking Dead' quite like watching 'The Walking Dead.' — David Harsanyi

He who establishes his argument by noise and command, shows that his reason is weak. — Michel De Montaigne

Suppose 'Heaven' and 'Hell' are just other universes."
"Just other universes," Eliza repeated, smiling. "And the Big Bang was just an explosion."
Dr. Chaudhary chuckled. "Is another universe bigger or smaller than the idea of God? Does it matter? If there is a sphere where 'angels' dwell, is it a matter of semantics, whether we choose to call it Heaven?"
"No," Eliza replied, swiftly and firmly, a bit to her own surprise. "It isn't a matter of semantics. It's a matter of motive."
"I beg your pardon?" Dr. Chaudhary gave her a quizzical look. Something in Eliza's tone had hardened.
"What do they want?" she asked. "I think that's the bigger question. They came from somewhere." There is another universe. "And if that somewhere has nothing to do with 'God' " - It doesn't. - "then they're acting on their own behalf. And that's scary. — Laini Taylor

Changing the subject is one of the most difficult arts to master, the key to almost all the others. — Cesar Aira

Comets develop their distinctive tails when their surface material begins to evaporate as they approach the Sun. — Bill Bryson

Our pleasures in literature do not, I think, decline with age; last 1st of January was my eighty-second birthday, and I think that I had as much enjoyment from books as I ever had in my life. — Maria Edgeworth