Slaty Foliation Quotes & Sayings

I don't blame individuals, I blame myself. — Joe Royle

I await the hour when a journalist can be driven from the press room for venal practices, as a minister can be unfrocked, or a lawyer disbarred. — Grantland Rice

Christ is the great masterkey of all the chambers of God: there is no treasure-house of God which will not open and yield up all its wealth to the soul that lives near to Jesus. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

There are more ways to choose a profession. One can choose it by
intention, by strong parental influence or even by accident. — Eraldo Banovac

You can't be reluctant to give up your lie and still tell the truth. — Ludwig Wittgenstein

I'm not sure whether Los Angeles borders on the ocean or on oblivion. I always feel that I'm two steps away from the other side when I'm out there. It's more like a vacation place or a place to visit than a place to hunker down. — Jeffrey Wright

Grayson Dashwood.
Those two words had just ruined what was turning into a good morning. — Elaine White

There are no overnight success. It's a combination of humility, sacrifices, tenacity, failure, and opportunity. — Timi Nadela

If the music does not penetrate the heart, the soul, the mind, and the body ... Then you ain't gon' feel it. — Peter Tosh

Being faithful in that which is another man's qualifies us to receive our own. — Edwin Louis Cole

I'd love to watch TV all the time, but it rots our brains. Before I came down from Heaven Ma left it on all day long and got turned into a zombie that's like a ghost but walks 'thump thump.' So now she always switches off after one show, then the cells multiply again in the day and we can watch another show after dinner and grow more brains in our sleep. — Emma Donoghue

Over the years I suffered poverty and rejection and came to believe that my mother had formed me for a freedom that was unattainable, a delusion. Then ... I was ... confined to this small apartment in this alien city of Rochester. ... Looking about, I saw millions of old people in my situation, wailing like lost puppies because they were alone and had no one to talk to. But they had become enslaved by habits which bound their lives to warm bodies that talked. I was free! Although my mother had ceased to be a warm body in 1944, she had not forsaken me. She comforts me with every book I read. Once again I am five, leaning on her shoulder, learning the words as she reads aloud 'Alice in Wonderland'. — Louise Brooks