Shortest Day Solstice Quotes & Sayings

The meat was bruised, bleeding, and imprisoned in a tight wrapping. And, though I had a six-month respite from thinking about it, so was I. — Susanna Kaysen

You're never ready for what you have to do. You just do it. That makes you ready. — Flora Rheta Schreiber

I'm from Louisiana, man, I ain't built for this weather," Digger told them.
"It's not weather! It's a freezer!" Liam shouted. — Abigail Roux

Film is endlessly just beyond your reach. I think that's what I love so much about it. — Mike Mills

I am, after all, a thriller writer. I routinely delve into the darkest chambers of the human heart. I've written about murder, kidnapping, depravity, horror, violence, and disfigurement. — Harlan Coben

Be less of a judge and you will be surprised that when you become a witness and you don't judge yourself, you stop judging others too. And that makes you more human, more compassionate, more understanding. — Osho

What gets projects done for me is not inspiration. It's curiosity and rigor. — Andrew Zuckerman

I don't care what hours you work. I don't care if you sleep late or if you pick a child up from school in the afternoon. It's all about your output. — Matt Mullenweg

No one should have to go back to the place where she had once been a girl. — Ann Patchett

But then he remembered what George had told him about pain. You know what you can do, even if your body says quit. It's only pain.

"It's only pain, he thought, hearing George's voice and seeing his eagle-face. If anyone would know, George would, he thought. And truly, he thought, it's the most useful one thing a body can know. — James Alexander Thom

I smiled, then shivered. "It's dark so early these days."
"Today's Winter Solstice - shortest day of the year."
"Gee, thanks a lot. Way to pick the shortest day of the bleeping year for my birthday."
He laughed and put his arms around me. "Ah, but the longest night ... "
"Scandalous!"
He blinked innocently at me. "What? More time for movies, right?"
"Sure ... — Kiersten White

Excluded by my birth and tastes from the social order, I was not aware of its diversity. Nothing in the world was irrelevant: the stars on a general's sleeve, the stock-market quotations, the olive harvest, the style of the judiciary, the wheat exchange, flower-beds. Nothing. This order, fearful and feared, whose details were all inter-related, had a meaning: my exile. — Jean Genet

Do you have a first name, Mr. Spenser'?" Jill said. She had a soft girlish voice with just a hint of huskiness at the edges.

I told her my first name. — Robert B. Parker