Shagrat Lord Quotes & Sayings

The biggest problem was convincing my father that organic food was worth eating. All he could think of was the nut loaf with yeast gravy that my mother made in the Seventies. — Nell Newman

What did I tell you? Something's happening!' cried Sam. '"The war's going well," said Shagrat; but Gorbag he wasn't so sure. And he was right there too. Things are looking up, Mr. Frodo. haven't you got some hope now?'
'Well, no, not much, Sam,' Frodo sighed. 'That's away beyond the mountains. We're going east not west. And I'm so tired. And the Ring is so heavy, Sam. And I begin to see it in my mind all the time, like a great wheel of fire. — J.R.R. Tolkien

In the 1960s, there was a point, 1968, '69, when there was a very strong antiwar movement against the war in Vietnam. But it's worth remembering that the war in Vietnam started - an outright war started in 1962. — Noam Chomsky

Thank you for the confidence put in my by the motherland and the people, for giving me this chance to represent China's millions of women by going into space. — Liu Yang

What do you want, Patrick?" she sighs.
"I just want peace, love, friendship, understanding," I say dispassionately. — Bret Easton Ellis

I can't explain inspiration. A writer is either compelled to write or not. And if I waited for inspiration I wouldn't really be a writer. — Toni Morrison

Good-humoured, unaffected girls, will not do for a man who has been used to sensible women. They are two distinct orders of being. — Jane Austen

It seemed to Julian that there was far too much hair in his wig. — Stendhal

Procrastination is failing to get on with life itself. — Timothy A. Pychyl

It's so hard to listen to these trains outside my window, here it comes again. And it's calling me, begging me, follow me down the track. And it moans so dark and low, baby ain't comin' back ... It sounds like crying, it sounds like letting go. Breathing and lying, sinking and dying slow. And I watch from my window, touching the cold glass sky. As the train rolls down the track, I say goodbye. — Melissa Etheridge

Writing is the clumsy attempt to find symbols for wordlessness. — Ernest Hemingway,