Scholyzies Quotes & Sayings

She took off her jacket and sat more at ease in her blouse, of some soft, flimsy silk. — Willa Cather

I mean, playing music at home and writing and hanging out with my guitar is kind of medicinal for me, but when I bring the songs to people on stage, it's very joyous. — Ani DiFranco

I don't want to overemphasize this, but not a day goes by when I don't think about my mother and what she would think about what I just did. I often adjust my approach. — Ursula Burns

At conferences, black boys were assembled. At schools we were herded into auditoriums. At home, mothers summoned us to dinner tables, and there they delivered the news: Our time was short. — Ta-Nehisi Coates

Every word you've ever said, is written somewhere in my mind. — Crystal Woods

there are five specific factors that determine fitness; you are in firm possession of four of them." "Really?" She stopped fidgeting and gave him back her full attention. "Absolutely," he told her enthusiastically. "The criteria break down into cardiovascular — Stephanie Evanovich

I can't do it. I can't get into a philosophical debate with an archangel, knowing how ridiculous it is and how unprepared I am. — T.J. Klune

in 1762, Rousseau argued that puberty had such fundamental emotional and mental effects that it represented "a second birth. — Jon Savage

I am so not a proper, good female. I can't dance in high heels and I'm just so not girly, but then I see these men with these banging bodies, dancing in heels, singing, and having so much fun with so much make-up on. That makes me honestly want to be a better woman. — Kesha

Don't give up on your dreams. You can become the person you know you really are. — Krishna Das

You don't just leave Los Angeles. Such a departure requires magical intervention. You can't simply purchase a ticket to another destination. You must disappear. — Kate Braverman

A.E.Housman'

No one, not even Cambridge was to blame
(Blame if you like the human situation):
Heart-injured in North London, he became
The Latin Scholar of his generation.

Deliberately he chose the dry-as-dust,
Kept tears like dirty postcards in a drawer;
Food was his public love, his private lust
Something to do with violence and the poor.

In savage foot-notes on unjust editions
He timidly attacked the life he led,
And put the money of his feelings on

The uncritical relations of the dead,
Where only geographical divisions
Parted the coarse hanged soldier from the don. — W. H. Auden

He was just changing, transforming himself into something new and different to carry his life forward in. All — Daniel Wallace

Birds are holes in heaven through which a man may pass, — Jim Harrison