Redshirting In Elementary Quotes & Sayings

I don't think things necessarily should have a meaning. If stuff has a meaning then why do [writing] about it? If you're trying to say, 'Tall buildings are great' why not just leave it at that: "Tall buildings are great." — Jonathan Meades

On a piece of prose, you have to work at least six hours a day. I don't know how you can do that and teach and raise a kid and paint the house. — Mary Karr

The art of knowing is knowing who to ignore. — Jalaluddin Rumi

The fool's number is zero, but that's because he represents the infinite possibility of all things. He may become anything. See, he carries all of his possessions in a bundle on his back. He is ready for anything, to go anywhere, to become whatever he needs to be. Don't count out the fool, Pocket, simply because his number is zero. — Christopher Moore

I'm angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night instead of dancing or reading poetry or eating icecream or kissing a boy or maybe a girl ... — Laurie Halse Anderson

As a kid, what brought me in the gym, what got me in there every day was a chance to break your personal best, a chance to be strong; I just really, really dig that. — John Cena

When I was 17 I interned at a school, and it was the most exhausting, difficult thing I've ever done, with all these screaming children. — Lucy Punch

I can't get sucked into that celebrity thing, because I think it's just crass. — Alexander McQueen

I was worth it and you lost me. I was good enough but you took me for granted. your loss. — R H Sin

Differences will always exist, but division doesn't always have to result. — Beth Moore

People don't have Guts to leave their Ruts because of their 'Buts'-RVM — R.v.m.

The problem with the world is that we draw the circle of our family too small. — Mother Teresa

Listen to a name so private it can burn hear it said aloud and learn and learn History is a needle for putting men asleep anointed with the poison of all they want to keep Now — Leonard Cohen

Like everyone he knew, Luka possessed a wide assortment of pocket-sized alternate-reality boxes, and spent much of his spare time leaving his own world to enter the rich, colorful, musical, challenging universes inside these boxes, universes in which death was temporary (until you made too many mistakes and it became permanent) and a life was a thing you could win, or save up for, or just be miraculously granted because you happened to bump your head into the right brick, or eat the right mushroom, or pass through the right magic waterfall, and you could store up as many lives as your skill and good fortune could get you. — Salman Rushdie