Remplit In English Quotes & Sayings

Real life is never so neat as the stories we choose to tell about it — Ken Dornstein

Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver, and adulation is not of more service to the people than to kings. — Edmund Burke

A dark-haired little boy just in pants stood bewildered near the blaze, saying, as if there had been some mistake, We live here. We live here. — Christopher Buehlman

I while away my time wishing I were someone else when simply being me is the most magnificent thing I could ever wish to do. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

A man whose identity flows out of deep validation doesn't wilt under criticism. He enjoys applause when it comes but frankly isn't desperate for it. He can walk away from work at five o'clock; he doesn't measure his success by how much money he makes. We grow into this man, to be sure; I'm not setting a new standard of perfection. But what I am describing — John Eldredge

Some people say I'm a pussy. I say, you are what you eat. — Peter Steele

As a boy I used to go to the Chamber of Horrors at the annual fair, to look at the wax figures of Emperors and Kings, of heroes and murderers of the day. The dead now had that same unreality, which shocks without arousing pity. — Ernst Toller

I felt utterly stripped of safety and love. And so, what tormented me most as I shook through August of 1988 wasn't the nausea and chills but the recurring fear that I'd never have lasting comfort or joy again. — Maia Szalavitz

In short, the persons we see most clearly are not necessarily those we know best. — Anthony Powell

I think the record shows that as Speaker, I have taken the lead in cleaning up politics. — John Bercow

No matter what the Constitution says, it won't endure if the people don't closely read it and demand that it be followed. — Oliver DeMille

The Iraqis had paid a terrible price for Saddam's folly (in the Gulf War). But looking at the devastation they left behind (in Kuwait), my sympathy was limited. — Margaret Thatcher

I shook my head, folding my arms around my waist. He was wrong; he was the one offering fairy dust, Peter Pan offering to carry me off to the Neverland of soulfinders and happily ever after. But he was too late. Last night i had to grew up and I now knew that such dreams did not exist; real life was more like living with Captain Hook's mercenary pirates than playing happy families in a treehouse — Joss Stirling

It's painful, but we can't heal ourselves unless we cleanse the wounds. — Bill Cosby