Relethford Study Quotes & Sayings

I didn't want to see you." "They told me." "I was afraid that I'd still love you." "I hoped that you would. — Orson Scott Card

These are days of special perplexity and depression, and the path of public duty is unusually rugged. — Grover Cleveland

to keep a secret, you hide it somewhere you think is hard to find - then, you don't tell anyone you hid it. When you want to hide a truth, you put it somewhere dark and call it evil, because only the smart or the brave will find it there. In general, this works well for everyone, because the truth is only a threat to the stupid and the cowardly. — T. Ellery Hodges

Value isn't calculated by a person's net worth or income. It's calculated by integrity and decency. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

There's room in the world for one historical folk-rock singer to make a decent living, and I happen to be it. — Al Stewart

She was feeling, thinking, trembling about everything; agitated, happy, miserable, infinitely obliged, absolutely angry. — Jane Austen

I love going to coffee shops and just sitting and listening. — Julie Roberts

For Jesus, Scripture is powerful, decisive, and authoritative because it is nothing less than the voice of God. — Kevin DeYoung

I've never liked the telephone. It's a noisy, shrill intruder. If it were up to me, I'd ban all phones and bring back visiting days, like in Jane Austen and Edith Wharton novels: — Terri Cheney

I am still amazed at the amount of Christian charity [Wellesley] stuck us all with, a kind of glazed politeness in the face of boredom and stupidity. Tolerance, in the worst sense of the word. How marvelous it would have been to go to a women's college that encouraged impoliteness, that rewarded aggression, that encouraged argument. — Nora Ephron

Great men are rare, poets are rarer, but the great man who is a poet, transfiguring his greatness, is the rarest of all events. — John Drinkwater

The quality of a restaurant's food is inversely proportioned to the amount of fun its staff seems to be having. — Dov Davidoff

Although it was only six o'clock, the night was already dark. The fog, made thicker by its proximity to the Seine, blurred every detail with its ragged veils, punctured at various distances by the reddish glow of lanterns and bars of light escaping from illuminated windows. The road was soaked with rain and glittered under the street-lamps, like a lake reflecting strings of lights. A bitter wind, heavy with icy particles, whipped at my face, its howling forming the high notes of a symphony whose bass was played by swollen waves crashing into the piers of the bridges below. The evening lacked none of winter's rough poetry. — Theophile Gautier

It's awful, telling it like this, isn't it? As though we didn't know the ending. As though it could have another ending. It's like watching Romeo drink poison. Every time you see it you get fooled into thinking his girlfriend might wake up and stop him. Every single time you see it you want to shout, 'You stupid ass, just wait a minute,' and she'll open her eyes! 'Oi, you, you twat, open your eyes, wake up! Don't die this time!' But they always do. — Elizabeth Wein

In a manner of speaking, the fact that humankind itself is unpredictable is the quintessential stumbling-block for archaeologists. We have to assume that the people whose dwelling-places, artefacts, lives even, we are dealing with were rational, integrated, sane and sensible human beings. Then we look around at our own contemporaries and wonder how this belief can possibly be sustained. — Laurence Flanagan