Skyrider Greatsword Quotes & Sayings

I hate the word "bitch." I do. Using the B-word makes me feel like a bad feminist, but sometimes there is no other word. — Julie Buxbaum

People only talk about me and sweaters because I don't give them anything else to talk about. — Drake

Cherishing children is the mark of a civilized society. — Joan Ganz Cooney

I think we d like life to be like a train..but it turns out to be a sailboat. — Barbara Brown Taylor

I suppose if I was to have to pick a few, Ursula LeGuin would have to top the list. It was while reading her work that I decided I wanted to be an author. — Sarah Zettel

I mean, the nation in which we live - and the world in which we live - is so extraordinarily more like a future than the futures that we're being sold on the screen and on television. — Junot Diaz

Brilliant. The Ontology Project is a post-graduate course in card magic. — Jim Steinmeyer

Oh, my betrothed of a day, if I did not love you, I would not give
you my lips! Take them, for the first time and the last. — Gaston Leroux

My intellect has always been more responsible than my emotions for how I respond to the world. — Suzanne Vega

If you are a 19-year-old woman, there are very specific things that directors and the people in positions of power in the industry - who tend to be older men - are going to want you to be and do. They are not going to want some chatty, difficult, slightly spoilt girl. — Romola Garai

I believe that through knowledge and discipline, financial peace is possible for all of us. — Dave Ramsey

Language, journalism, food, sex. All is politics. Even innocent love stories are politics ... There is no such thing as neutrality. — Nawal El Saadawi

There are not enough faces. Your own gapes back
at you on someone else, but paler, then the moment
when you see the next one and forget yourself.

It must be dreams that makes us different, must be
private cells inside a common skull.
One has the other's look and has another memory.

Despair stares out from tube-trains at itself
running on the platform for the closing door.
Everyone you meet is telling wordless barefaced truths.

Sometimes the crowd yields one you put a name to,
snapping fiction into fact. Mostly your lover passes in the rain and does not know you when you speak.

- I Remember Me — Carol Ann Duffy