Remonstrance Podcast Quotes & Sayings

Whatever nature gives us, we explore & we build on. — Laurence Graff

I am neither romantic nor a visionary, and that is my weakness and perhaps my power; at any rate it is one difference. In less romantic and visionary terms, I am a Jew, (with powers of introspection and eclecticism attendant, perhaps.) But I am alien to your natural grace, to the spirit which you would know as a participator in America. — Allen Ginsberg

So stop fighting. Let the noise go white. Let it be like water. And float. — Victoria Schwab

The ball of dark fur pressed itself into my chest, and I wished she was my kitten, and knew that she was not. — Neil Gaiman

The older I get, I guess I wear less sparkles. — Blake Lively

The brother is a burden to the Christian, precisely because he is a Christian. For the pagan the other person never becomes a burden at all. He simply sidesteps every burden that others may impose upon him. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

For the highest man shall also be the highest lord on earth. There is no sorer misfortune in all human destiny, than when the mighty of the earth are not also the first men. Then everything becomes false and distorted and monstrous.
And when they are even the last men, and more beast than man, then
rises and rises the populace in honour, and at last says even the
populace-virtue: 'Behold, I alone am virtue! — Friedrich Nietzsche

I play a lot of football, watch a lot of football, and think about football. — Jamie Blackley

And put me down right this minute or I'll scream bloody murder, then do the job for real!"
"I already hid all the electrical appliances, and I'm not taking a shower without locking you in the closet first. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips

My dashing Lieutenant Douglas, I will never be ruled by that which I do not do of my own free will, and if we are to build a family, I had better start out as I mean to go on. Anything less would be dishonest, and if you do not appreciate it, you may feel free to plant your affections elsewhere." — Barbara Devlin

At last he stopped, and she stared down at the printed column of words, unable to comprehend a single one. His hand, warm and steady, wound its way around hers, wrapping it like a spider would its prey. She surrendered it to him, unable to watch even as his thumb traced the place, just above her knuckles, where he had once written his number in deep violet. Isobel ceased to breathe. Her heart pounded in her chest, her thoughts shattering into senseless fragments. All the while, her eyes remained trained and unblinking on the open page. Lines without meaning stared up at her, little more than black sticks in an otherwise white world. — Kelly Creagh

Commodore Koudelka had just taken a mouthful of wine to chase his last bite of salmon. The atomized spray arced nearly to Delia, seated across from her father. A lungful of wine in a man that age was an alarming event in any case; Olivia patted his back in hesitant worry, as he buried his reddening face in his napkin and gasped. Drou half-pushed her chair back, as she hesitated between going up around the table to assist her husband or, possibly, down the table to strangle Mark. — Lois McMaster Bujold