Roundest Object Quotes & Sayings

When I am near the end of a book, I have to sleep in the same room with it. — Joan Didion

I used to hate flying. I would sit there, rigid, convinced that if I relaxed, the plane would drop out of the sky. — Sarah Waters

I love the chance to train with someone like Mark Twight. — Lena Headey

It's okay', you know? It's okay to be you. It's okay to just not be okay. It's okay to not be okay. — Kristen Stewart

If you have a God great and transcendent enough to be mad at because he hasn't stopped evil and suffering in the world, then you have (at the same moment) a God great and transcendent enough to have good reasons for allowing it to continue that you can't know. Indeed, you can't have it both ways. — Timothy Keller

Before you are much older ... you will have policemen here to stay. A magistrate will be next. Then perhaps even a jail. And the counterparts of those things are hunger and want, and misery and idleness. The night is coming. Watch and pray. — Richard Llewellyn

People don't realize how easy they have it these days. Most kids have never known what it's like to go without anything. They want something, they get it. If there isn't enough money, they charge it. We never wanted anything because we never realized we could have anything. We never missed what we never had. Things were much simpler back then, and we were stronger for it. We worked together to keep the house in order, to put food on the table. We kept things going. — Clara Cannucciari

He shook his head. "Did you tell him he should expand the Odessa-Brody oil pipeline up to Poland?"

I smiled. "Yes. Yes, I did. You should definitely expand the pipeline. Think of all the money you could make if you sold your oil to the EU. You could build a whole new children's hospital and a research center. You'd have enough money to buy real toilets for the university so women don't have to crouch over those holes in the floor." I shook my head. "I'd like to see you try that in five inch heels! — K.S. Ruff

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive. — Juliet Marillier

The face was no longer bone, but animal - the face of a white wolf. "I forbid you nothing. Nothing," uttered the awful face. "You may go anywhere - you may open any door. But, little bird, remember that you must be prepared to accept whatever you find." The long jaws spread in a smile filled with teeth. — Peter Straub

You're what," she whispered. "I want to hear you say it." "I'm hard," he moaned. "For you." Yes, — J.R. Ward