Septimus And Clarissa Quotes & Sayings

If everyone saw himself as a citizen of the world rather than of his town, city or country, the world would be a more peaceful, better place where success in all forms is abundant and available to all. (A Gift to My Children) — Jim Rogers

By their nature, it came to me, children were freaks. They believed impossible things to suit themselves, thought their fantasies were the center of the world. They were the best kinds of quacks, if that's what you wanted - pretenders who didn't know they were pretending at all. — Emily Fridlund

Why do you hate me?"
"I have no emotion about you at all, Mac. I take care of my own. You are not my own." He moved past me, pressed his palm to the door, and stood waiting for me to exit. "Barrons wants you to see your parents so as you go about your business you will remember they are here. With me."
"Lovely," I muttered.
"I suffer them to live, against my better judgment, as a favor to Barrons. He's running out of favors. Remember that. — Karen Marie Moning

The senseless destruction that war brings," he explains. "The ones who always pay the price of another's greed is the simple man who just wants to go about his life, take joy in his family, and find peace at the end. They didn't ask for it, don't understand why it's happening, but theirs are the lives ruined, turned upside down, families destroyed. — Brian S. Pratt

No one had told me that you can wake up, years passed, and not understand the person you are, the things you did the night before, the things you said, the things left undone, that it can feel like a nightmare, a wildly seductive, spinning nightmare. — Hannah Lillith Assadi

It's not the lies that hurt people. It's the willingness of everyone else to believe them ...
Aiden, Upon the Midnight Clear by Sherrilyn Kenyon — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Make the best of what you have today.
Today is the day.
The best is here: now, it is always be at the present moment. — Angelica Hopes

... is postmodernity the pastime of an old man who scrounges in the garbage-heap of finality looking for leftovers, who brandishes unconsciousnesses, lapses, limits, confines, goulags, parataxes, non-senses, or paradoxes, and who turns this into the glory of his novelty, into his promise of change? — Jean-Francois Lyotard

And will you come with me; On this adventure - and all the rest?"

"Always — Sarah J. Maas

Jeb suddenly looked right at me, and something in those flinty eyes made me want to back away, snarling. "You don't mind, do you girl?"
"Not at all," I replied, staring him down, "if you ask me nicely! — Julie Kagawa