Sloshed Josh Quotes & Sayings

Here's to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Someday war and poverty will be crazy and we will wonder how the world allowed such things to exist. — Shane Claiborne

He gave them what they demanded of him, he obeyed the command, but not sullenly or diffidently, and not in shame. Rooted in the land of his fathers, standing before the home of his family he looked towards the sun and let a name burst forth from his soul.
'Tigana!' he cried that all should hear. All of them, everyone in the square. And again, louder yet: 'Tigana!' And then a third, a last time, at the very summit of his voice, with pride, with love, with a lasting, unredeemed defiance of the heart.
'TIGANA!'
Through the square that cry rang, along the streets, up to the windows where people watched, over the roofs of houses running westward to the sea or eastward to the temples, and far beyond all of these
a sound, a name, a hurled sorrow in the brightness of the air. — Guy Gavriel Kay

Hank spoke. "I'm sorry."
"You said that."
A small laugh escaped his mouth. "Yeah, but I didn't mean it then. — Aria Kane

Remind people who they are instead of just complimenting them on what they've done. — Thomas Leonard

This is one secret in living with the loved one. That is, it doesn't try to change the other party. — Jacques Chardonne

The things greater than us, Thora, they're not impossible. It's just fear talking, telling you that you can't when you can. I know you can. — Krista Ritchie

I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language. — Richard Peck

All the most prominent Darwinists proclaim naturalistic philosophy when they think it safe to do so. — Phillip E. Johnson

You lose a certain kind of innocence when you experience this type of kindness. You lose your right to be a jaded cynic. You can no longer go back through the looking glass and pretend not to know what you know about kindness. It's a defeat, in a way. — Rob Sheffield

One day," she said, "I'll catch dreams like butterflies."
"And then what?" he asked.
"Then I'll put them between the pages of big, fat books and press them until they're words."
"Suppose there's someone who never dreams of anything but you?"
"Maybe then we're both words in a book. Two names among all the others. — Kai Meyer

Long is the night for the sleepless. Long is the road for the weary. Long is samsara (the cycle of continued rebirth) for the foolish, who have not recognised the true teaching. — Gautama Buddha

Trying to destroy yourself gives a pretty clear message and it's not one I think you'd like. Sounds a bit like, I'm too self-centered to be constructive, so I have to open a vein ... — Thomm Quackenbush