Sermets Charleston Quotes & Sayings

I don't have a schedule, but I can write for hours non-stop. If I'm drafting a book, I try and do a chapter a day. I dislike first drafts. Revision is a lot more fun, but it takes years. — Sefi Atta

I never cut class. I loved getting A's, I liked being smart. I liked being on time. I thought being smart is cooler than anything in the world. — Michelle Obama

In the way we regard our children, our spouses, neighbors, colleagues, and strangers, we choose to see others either as people like ourselves or as objects.They either count like we do or they don't. In the former case we regard them as we regard ourselves, we say our hearts are at peace toward them. In the latter case, since we systematically view them as inferior, we say our hearts are at war. — The Arbinger Institute

We don't love others when we find them beautiful, we find others beautiful when we love them. — Josei Toda

How would you like it if I poked you?" he asks, trying to keep a straight face. "You already did, you asshole! That's how I got pregnant!" I yell in his face. — Chantal Fernando

He didn't know Rachel very well, but assumed her behavior would be similar to most women he encountered. As soon as he stepped foot inside she would attack, not allowing him to get in a word. At least that was what he imagined. — Wendy Owens

Judicial abuse occurs when judges substitute their own political views for the law. — Lamar S. Smith

To use a fighter as a fighter-bomber when the strength of the fighter arm is inadequate to achieve air superiority is putting the cart before the horse. — Adolf Galland

Life is a dance between making it happen and letting it happen. — Arianna Huffington

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.
The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me. — Pablo Neruda