Sjarmen Med Quotes & Sayings

Fun, fighting, and feeding! These are the three indispensable elements of the boy's world. — Baden Powell De Aquino

I don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams. — Pablo Neruda

It is the mark of little men to like only what they know; one step beyond, and they
feel the black cold of chaos. — Mary Renault

How can our leaders be so hypersensitive to the most microscopic of perceived anti-Jewish slurs, yet so entirely indifferent to flagrant and vicious anti-Christian insults? — Daniel Lapin

To satisfy both optimists and pessimists, we may conclude by saying that we are on the threshold of both heaven and hell, moving nervously between the gateway of the one and the anteroom of the other. History has still not decided where we will end up, and a string of coincidences might yet send us rolling in either direction. — Yuval Noah Harari

You'll just pamper Anne's vanity, Matthew, and she's as vain as a peacock now. — L.M. Montgomery

I'm not super-comfortable with it. I feel the less you project of yourself the more you can be believable as a character. I also think it's just better for your own mental health. Then you can be a human being and change your mind and nobody asks you questions about it! — Evelyne Brochu

Any woman would have to be dead not to be attracted to the walking mass of sexy that was Erik MacGregor. — Michelle M. Pillow

In a different era, Ignatius would have been terrific at the Internet. You can picture him tucked into his Constantinople Street bedroom with an empty case of root beer at his feet, crouched over a grungy, glowing laptop, posting screeds to his blog, adding pointed and overwrought comments below news articles. — Margaret Eby

As they walked into the living room, Trevor cleared his throat loudly. We're coming in. Hands where I can see them, dicks where I can't. — Katie Allen

I am self-reliant, I am accountable, I am determined, I am strong, I am...the scarce minority. — Thorin