Sir James Frazer Quotes & Sayings

Reed lifts his lips from mine, and looking into my eyes, he murmurs, I want those thousand years with you, Evie, you have no idea how much I want them. I want a thousand years, and then I want a hundred thousand more. — Amy A. Bartol

There was no hastiness or anger in his response. He did not take the disobedience personally. He had trained many horses and mules and knew the value of patient perseverance. In the end, the twelve-month-old submitted his will to his father, sat as he was placed, and became content - even cheerful. He was now ready to quietly sit through three hours of the most boring church service a sleeping patriarch ever attended. — Michael Pearl

Anthropologically informed works, from Sir James Frazer's Golden Bough to Pascal Boyer's Religion Explained or Scott Atran's In Gods We Trust, fascinatingly document the bizarre phenomenology of superstition and ritual. Read such books and marvel at the richness of human gullibility. But that is not — Richard Dawkins

What shall you do all your vacation?', asked Amy. "I shall lie abed and do nothing", replied Meg. — Louisa May Alcott

And you can't hide in a comedy scene either. You have to give in to the scene and commit. — Jennifer Garner

The golden rule of friendship is to listne to others as you would have them listen to you. — David W Augsburger

And so the great battle begins in earnest: the battle for your heart, the battle to find a life worth living, the battle not to lose heart as you find a life worth living. — John Eldredge

We were at our best when we were playing in the dance halls of Liverpool and Hamburg. The world never saw that. — Pete Best

As a fourteen-year-old, he'd not been old enough to have sympathy for her - for either the child or the adult that she was. — John Irving

Maybe that's my lot in life as an actor, to be the guy who gets crapped on everywhere he goes. Oh God. — Rider Strong

I basically modeled my way through college, doing local runway shows in L.A. that don't pay a lot and a couple of shows in N.Y. and S.F., and I probably made the same as the average 19-year-old waiter; I just worked less and was around beautiful girls, so it was nice. — Mehcad Brooks

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,
vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep,
downward, in the soaked guts of the earth,
absorbing and thinking, eating each day. — Pablo Neruda