Samlagningarandhverfa Quotes & Sayings

But dreams are imagined. They are a work of the imagination. — Jesse Ball

Life is a ticket to the greatest show on earth. — Martin H. Fischer

Soeur Marie Emelie"

Soeur Marie Emelie
is little and very old:
her eyes are onyx,
and her cheeks vermilion,
her apron wide and kind
and cobalt blue.

She comforts
generations and generations
of children,
who are
"new"
at the convent school.
When they are eight,
they are already up to her shoulder,
they grow up and go into the world,
she remains,
forever,
always incredibly old,
but incredibly never older...
She has an affinity with the hens,
When a hen dies,she sits down on a bench and cries,
she is the only grown-up, whose tears
are not frightening tears.
Children can weep without shame,
at her side...
Soeur Marie Emelie...
her apron as wide and kind
as skies on a summer day
and as clean and blue. — Caryll Houselander

Her grandmother had a life, a life Claire hadn't known about or even imagined. She had tried so hard to know everything about Grandma Waverley, to be everything she was. But Grandma Waverley must have sensed something in Sydney, a kindred soul, with Sydney's brightness and popularity. She gave Claire the wisdom of her old age, but she gave Sydney the secrets of her youth. — Sarah Addison Allen

No one's urine smells as good as your own. — Markus Zusak

Pressed, I would define spirituality as the shadow of light humanity casts as it moves through the darkness of everything that can be explained. — John Updike

Oh my gawd, I slept like a bear in hibernation, — Zoe Lynne

Misogynist: A man who hates women as much as women hate one another. — H.L. Mencken

The coward makes himself cowardly, the hero makes himself heroic. — Jean-Paul Sartre

Our faces are so close to one another right now, and all I can do is selfishly think how easy it would be for me to lean forward and kiss him like I've dreamed about for the last couple of weeks. One kiss, and then I'd let him go.

One kiss, to replace the one stolen from me.

This would be my first kiss, not what happened with Poseidon. Because a kiss should be born from love, and want, and need. A kiss should be beautiful, something a girl can hold onto for the rest of her life, to pull out in her memory whenever she wants butterflies to come back. A kiss shouldn't be roughly ripped away from her and turned into a thing of nightmares. — Heather Lyons

Returning to life was not easy, for joy had to find its long unused paths again. — Vaino Linna

Unity among the different races and the different religions of India is indispensable to the birth of national life. — Mahatma Gandhi