Scpatrol Quotes & Sayings

This, then, is friendship. A family you choose. What you give to it, you give freely. What you withhold from it, measures its depth. — Steven Erikson

When the path becomes difficult, that's no reason to give up. In fact, it means you're making real progress. — Ralph Marston

The problem is that the Iraqi people are facing atrocities from both sides - Zarqawi and also the American troops at times. The Zarqawi groups uses car bombs, the Americans use other bombs. You also know what they do in the prisons. — Akbar Hashemi Rafsanjani

Nothing is as nice as plugging in your guitar and turning up the volume really loud, just seeing what kind of beautiful noise you can make with it. — Carrie Brownstein

We can not underestimate the potential harm North Korea's capabilities can cause for the rest of the world. — Zach Wamp

But I'd like to see the castles in the towns where they live, the boy explained. — Paulo Coelho

The ego prevents us from helping ourselves by presenting a false notion of what it really means to help ourselves. — Gelek Rimpoche

Wait, I can't kill him," he said, as if remembering something. "Ian made me swear not to kill anyone tonight."

"I release you from that vow!" Ian shouted.
"Oh, but I have a real problem," Vlad said with merciless mockery. "In fact, it's like a sickness for me, right?"
"I was wrong!" Ian yelled. "Not a sickness, it's a bloody marvelous gift. Now, practice that gift before I'm nothing more than a silver-pronged husk! — Jeaniene Frost

Magic is easy if you put your heart into it. — Michael Jackson

I believe that the road to pre-eminent success in any line of work is to make yourself master of that line of work. — Andrew Carnegie

There is someone who is living my life. And I know nothing about him. — Luigi Pirandello

You know that I write slowly. This is chiefly because I am never satisfied until I have said as much as possible in a few words, and writing briefly takes far more time than writing at length. — Carl Friedrich Gauss

The sun, an hour above the horizon, is poised like a bloody egg upon a crest of thunderheads; the light has turned copper: in the eye portentous, in the nose sulphurous, smelling of lightning. — William Faulkner

But I've been traveling on a boat and a plane, in a car on a bike with a bus and a train. Traveling there, traveling here, everywhere in every gear. But oh Lord we pay the price, with the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice. Ah yeah you pay your fare. And if you don't know where you're going, any road will take you there. — George Harrison

I was an angst-y journal writing kid. — Justin Halpern