Shebna Quotes & Sayings

I am not the wicked stepmother in this fairy's tale. — Barry Webster

Shebna scraped the tablet clean and began drawing circles in the soft clay. "Suppose you had six figs and you ate two. How many would
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"Four." Hezekiah answered before Shebna finished, and the tutor's thick black eyebrows rose in surprise.
"And suppose I had five figs. How many would we
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"Nine."
"Have you done this before?"
Hezekiah thought the question was ridiculous. "I've eaten figs lots of times. — Lynn Austin

Must be I find you
tough and lusty as the life,
all toil and tempo,
finesse and plain fight,
with values so old they startle me.
Must be I think of you
as I do the rugged flowers
that prove themselves over and over in the spring,
that elsewhere might perish,
but here master the earth,
bloom into gangly lives of high color,
and inhale the sun, knowing the land
better than the land does.
Hardy, savvy,
they will outlive us all. — Diane Ackerman

The Romans held Britain from the invasion of Julius Caesar till their voluntary withdrawal from the island, A.D. 420,- that is, about five hundred years. — Thomas Bulfinch

Medicine could have pretty far-reaching effects once we begin to look at the kinds of things that people can do to induce transformation in their thinking, their sensing, their intuiting and their feelings - and whether there's some power there that can be unleashed that would cause blockages that were primarily put in place through thought to be let go of. — Fred Alan Wolf

I spent my time trying to understand grand jury procedure - a topic about which I never before had the slightest interest. — Donella Meadows

Our passions, when well exercised, have wisdom; they guide our thinking, our values, our survival. — Daniel Goleman

As long as I was on my way to hell I might as well enjoy the journey. — Stephenie Meyer

From the American newspapers you'd think America was populated solely by naked women and cinema stars. — Nancy Astor

I wished my human heart had been changed with the rest of me, made into immortal marble. Instead of the shredded bit of blackness that it now was, leaking its ichor into me. Tamlin — Sarah J. Maas

I don't paint to live, I live to paint. — Willem De Kooning