Sigfridsborgsskolan Quotes & Sayings

Belonging is one of the things that makes life bearable, and it can be tough to look at a binary world and choose against both sides. — Andrew Solomon

Literature ultimately helps one to ground a deeper and wider outlook. An over-directed life without the inner resource to step outside of itself is closed to other beauties and the complexities of character and world. — Gwee Li Sui

There are no gods, only men. — David Vann

Uh-oh." Brent reached into the console and picked up his two-way radio, pretending to turn it on, then holding it up to his mouth. "This is car two-two-nine requesting backup. We've got an officer down. I repeat, officer down. Dispatch, please alert medical personnel that officer is whipped."

"Please remind me why we're friends."

"Aw, you love me, you dick. — Tessa Bailey

You need to write your own book, the book of your heart and not chase the fads. It truly has to be the story you want to tell, it needs that fire, your fire in it. Then enjoy the time pre-publication. It is time to learn all you can about your craft and the industry. It isn't a race. Finally listen to your work. I have text to voice software that reads the books to me. Listening I can hear things that I would miss on the page. — Liz Fenwick

You've always been my exception to everything. — Stevie J. Cole

I love the sea as much as I love the veldt of Africa. — Wilbur Smith

Nothing matters... and what if it did? — Liana Key

She hated him in that moment and she adored him. If she'd had any regrets, they'd gone. — Lindsay J. Pryor

You'll have to learn to forgive," he said. "For if you don't, you know what will happen?"
"What, Doctor?" I croaked, for my outburst had exhausted me.
"It will destroy you," he said as he handed me the tea.
A tear came into my eye when he said it for I knew it was true and I would have loved to be able to do it (not because of its destroying me but because it was right, and deep down I knew that) but I couldn't and the more I thought of it the more the blood came coursing to my head so that whenever I'd write I'd find myself clutching the pencil so tight I broke the lead how many times I don't know, hundreds. — Patrick McCabe

We live in an age of artificial scarcity, maintained by ignorance and fear. — Robert Anton Wilson