Sardaigne Quotes & Sayings

The worst pain a man can have is to know much and be impotent to act. — Herodotus

Raffin had told her she wasn't perceptive. Po was perceptive. And talkative. Perhaps that was why they got along so well. She didn't have to explain herself to Po, and he explained himself to her without her having to ask. She'd never known a person with whom she could communicate so freely - so unused was she to the phenomenon of friendship. — Kristin Cashore

So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain't that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind. — Jimi Hendrix

Shaft was standing next to a newstsand about thirty yards from the Con Ed crew when Kelly came out of the red-brick highrise, the glossy haven of the spade who's made it. It rose like an insult to all the failure around it, a fifteen-story middle finger that said up yours to the old neighborhood. — Ernest Tidyman

Plastering his hand behind my neck, he pulls my mouth to his. The intensity of the kiss takes me by surprise. I think he's trying to bury the memory by kissing it out of my mind. — Siobhan Davis

Now narcolepsy is really hard though because they're very tired during the day, they're sleepy during the day and it's managed mostly with medications. So we use medications to help them sleep better at night and to stay away during the day. But there are behavioral things you can do also by changing diet, exercise, having an actual nap schedule. — Shelby Harris

We don't ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves. — Gwendolyn Brooks

It's always hard when you've known a person a long time and then you have to recognise that you have nothing left in common but your memories. — Eva Heller

I don't know, Call said. He was starting to worry that there weren't any good guys. Just people with longer or shorter Evil Overlord lists. — Holly Black

They are only safe That know to soothe the prince's appetite, And serve his lusts. — Philip Massinger

Moments later, Hawfield walked in. He wasn't alone.
"You've got to be kidding!" Hi blurted.
Carmine Corcoran's scowl was as deep as ever. He'd lost a few pounds, but was still a large man, with muttonchop sideburns and a bristly black mustache. His hair was graying at the temples, making him appear more distinguished than his forty-five years merited.
Ruth popped the back of her son's head. "Mind your manners, Hiram."
"Why does everyone do the?" Hi muttered. "And child abuse. In front of the police, I might add. — Kathy Reichs

But I like to be thought of as a good father and a good husband. — Treat Williams