Ricky Berwick Quotes & Sayings

Lottie had always found, while in her own nursery at home, kicking and screaming would always be quieted by any means she insisted upon. Poor plump Miss. Amelia was trying first one method, then another.
"Poor darling!" she said one moment; "I know you haven't any mamma, poor-" Then in quite another tone: "If you don't stop, Lottie, I will shake you. Poor little angel! There-there! You wicked, bad, detestable child, I will smack you! I will! — Frances Hodgson Burnett

You cannot express in the outside world what does not exist in the inside world. — Rebekah Elizabeth Gamble

O my
Homunculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to kill
The thin
Papery feeling.
From the poem "Cut", 24 October 1962 — Sylvia Plath

Government entomologists and chemical company publicists freely employed metaphors that compared insects and Communists. At Columbia University in 1946, former British prime minister Winston Churchill suggested that Communists should study termites in order to see what their future had in store. Unintentionally clarifying the threatening metaphor, the president of the American Economic Entomologists entitled his 1947 speech "Totalitarian Insects. — Mark Hamilton Lytle

We were basically one and the same, although Jim [Kirk] was just about perfect, and, of course, I am perfect. — William Shatner

they were bonded together by generosity in good times and solidarity in bad. This was what he would be fighting for, these people, this town. And if he had to give his life for them, it would be well spent. — Ken Follett

He recognized me. Not as other people would, not as a budding hero out of stories. Tapis had no time for such things. He remembered me as the smudgy, starveling boy who fell down his stairs fever-sick and crying one winter night. You could say I loved him even more for that. — Patrick Rothfuss

Could there, I wanted to know, be any dignity in such a death? Can anything be salvaged of what once was, to bring a sense of himself to aman near his final hour, when he has been through so much? — Sherwin B. Nuland

The timbre of his voice went into that low register that made my insides curl in on themselves
it was like my uterus was tapping out a happy dance on the rest of my organs. — Cora Carmack