Shardasets0 Quotes & Sayings

I've seen courage like yours before - from women, mostly." Matthew continued as if I hadn't spoken. "Men don't have it. Our resolve is born out of fear. It's merely bravado. — Deborah Harkness

And wrinkles, the damned democrats, won't flatter. — Lord Byron

Isn't it important for your friends close by and far away to know the high cost of these insights? Wouldn't they find it a source of consolation to see that light and darkness, hope and despair, love and fear are never very far from each other, and that spiritual freedom often requires a fierce spiritual battle? — Henri J.M. Nouwen

I am asexual. A-sexual. I read somewhere, maybe on Facebook, where somebody said something like, "I heard Bradford was gay, but then I heard he was bi." Then somebody wrote, "No, I heard he was asexual." And then somebody said, "That's bullshit - he totally hit on my friend after a show." — Bradford Cox

Give me the new thing and give it to me now. I don't want that old thing - I've seen it, heard it, bought it, slept with it, loved it, but now I'm bored with the old thing and I'm gagging for the new stuff. — Arthur Smith

There's this crazy thinking that style guarantees truth. You go out with a hand-held camera, use available light, and somehow the truth emerges. — Errol Morris

Well, I suppose I've never really had a lifestyle that needs upkeep. I don't get cabs; I'm on the Tube with my Oyster card. — Agyness Deyn

I have a very low regard for cynics. I think it's the beginning of dying. — Robert Redford

What he craved was not her body as such. He wanted to be transformed by her, into someone he was not. — Margaret Atwood

If you want to help a hungry poor man sleeping on the bench, don't ever wake him up; put the food on the bench, put some money and leave the place without looking at your back! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

The fear of not living is a deep, abiding dread of watching your own potential decompose into irredeemable disappointment when 'should be' gets crushed by what is. — Neal Shusterman

He looked around at the perfectly white world, felt the wet kisses of the snowflakes, pondered hidden meanings in the pale yellow streetlights that shone in a world so whitely asleep.
"Beautiful," he whispered. — Kurt Vonnegut