Ruyterhuys Quotes & Sayings

Give me life, with its struggles and victories, with its failures and hatreds, with its deep moral meaning and its unknown goal! — E. M. Forster

If we must suffer, let us suffer nobly. — Victor Hugo

Hildegard had long felt that sentimentality was a luxury she could not afford. — Muriel Spark

It was in the Papal States that I studied the Roman Question. I traveled over every part of the country; I conversed with men of all opinions, examined things very closely, and collected my information on the spot. — Edmond About

If I produce it, I will stage it as a performance. A small audience will be invited; rehearsals of the sections will be done in the mornings, and those sections will be recorded in the afternoons. — Bill Dixon

TWILIGHT I have dreamed of flight. And I have dreamed of your laces strewn in the bedroom. I have dreamed of some mother walking the length of a wharf and at fifteen nursing the hour. I have dreamed of flight. A "forever" sighed at a fo'c'sle ladder. I have dreamed of a mother, of fresh sprigs of table-greens, and the stars stitched in bridals of the dawn. The length of a wharf ... the length of a drowning throat! Translated by John Knoepfle — Robert Bly

The more I read about feeding times, sleep times and waking-up times, the more inadequate and miserable I felt. — Gail Porter

There is more than one kind of death? (Kat)
Yes. Cowards aren't the only ones who die a thousand deaths. Sometimes heroes do, too. (Sin) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

If men ever discovered how tough women actually are, they would be scared to death. — Edna Ferber

Change is never easy. — Sally Field

We must give ourselves more earnestly and intelligently and generously than we have to the happy duty of appreciation. — Mariana Griswold Van Rensselaer

It doesn't affect the way I feel about you, but is it wrong that I want you to experience the joy I've found in books? — Laura Trentham

Don't you think between here and now we will see each other once or twice? — Richard Bach

Adelina, stop."
It is Magiano. Magiano. Stop. The name is a small light, but it is there, and I cling to it in the maelstrom around me. I falter as he reaches me and pulls me into a rough embrace.
"He didn't kill her," Magiano is whispering. "Stop. Stop." His hand cradles the back of my head. — Marie Lu

That's a chapter, the last chapter of the 20th, 20th, the 21st century that most of us would rather forget. The last chapter of the 20th century. This is the first chapter of the 21st century. — George W. Bush