Sedler Center Quotes & Sayings

It feels so good to tell the truth. — Foxy Brown

Yet there was one problem: at the age of nine-and-ten, Laenor preferred the company of squires of his own age, and was said never to have known a woman intimately, nor to have any bastards. But to this, Grand Maester Mellos was said to have remarked, What of it? I am not fond of fish, but when fish is served, I eat it. — George R R Martin

Women more than men can strip war of its glamour and its out-of-date heroisms and patriotisms, and see it as a demon of destruction and hideous wrong. — Lillian Wald

We're going to live tomorrow, and for long after. We'll have years and years to fight about everything you want to fight about."
He made it sound like it was a desirable thing.
"I hope so," Jane said. "I've been making a list."
"I don't doubt it. What shall we fight about first? — Cynthia Hand

Vin isn't ... like other women."
Tindwyl raised an eyebrow, her voice softening slightly.
"I think that the more women you come to know, Your Majesty, the more you'll find that statement applies to all of them. — Brandon Sanderson

Outcome of the present struggle between Russia and Japan, its significance lies in the fact that a nation of the East, equipped with Western weapons and girding itself with Western energy of will, is deliberately measuring strength against one of — Lafcadio Hearn

I love you because I can be honest with you. I trust you. I love you because you've made me see I'm more than I thought. — Barbara Elsborg

It gave her a feeling of her own power, to make something practical and beautiful just by using her own skill and creativity. It inspired her. — Kate Jacobs

You're a watchful guy. you know where that comes from?" I shook my head. "It comes from feeling out of place," he said. "Believe me. I know. — Mohsin Hamid

It is what it is. But, it will be what you make it. — Pat Summitt

I love prayer candles, and I use them often. — Marianne Williamson

(...) a course laid between the seed and the snare
marks of venerable syringes ordered
to excite the awareness of Transcendence
first and last harbour the disinfecting of exile
on the bridge no one, only me,
searching for approaches and testing traitor neurons
grading thoughts repenting in an incomprehensible tongue
and again attempting to show the splash-down of a world
which moves up and down within the walls of experience
a tragedy which travels unruffled
hell without sinners without return (...) — Dimitris Lyacos