Schoolmarmish Quotes & Sayings

The act of faith, which separates us from all men, unites us for the first time in real brotherhood; and they who, one by one, come to Jesus and meet Him alone, next find that they are come to the city of God and to an innumerable company. — Alexander MacLaren

I've never met a man who led a rotten life and didn't have a weak will. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Forever, just the word fills Beverly with an unaccountable, schoolmarmish sort of rage. Forever, that's got to be bad math, right? Such terrifying math. — Karen Russell

I can do this
I will do this
I have to do this
and
This too shall pass. — W.H. Nielson

It is easy to tie someone with love, but it takes a lifetime to untie the knot of love. — Debasish Mridha

In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees. The trunks of the trees too were dusty and the leaves fell early that year and we saw the troops marching along the road and the dust rising and leaves, stirred by the breeze, falling and the soldiers marching and afterward the road bare and white except for the leaves. — Ernest Hemingway,

Love makes you crazy. Love crawls into your brain and plays games with your neurons. All the things you thought you knew about yourself fly out the window when love flies in. — Barbara Bretton

For the first time in my life I was admitting defeat. — Christina Lauren

You spend your whole life grieving for those who haven't died yet. — Orson Scott Card

What's the problem? — J.D. Robb

Pretend like it's the weekend, ... We could pretend it all the time. — Jack Johnson

Artists freeze themselves into these weird postures that are meant to be impressive and involving, then they fling them out into the world like Polaroids, and then they move on. And I'm stuck in this intense relationship to the Polaroid. — Jonathan Lethem