Snorted Define Quotes & Sayings

I can't be expected to produce deathless prose in an atmosphere of gloom and eucalyptus. — Gerald Durrell

Keep it classy, never trashy, just a lil nasty. — Marilyn Monroe

A powerful attraction exists, therefore, to the promotion of a study and of duties of all others engrossing the time most completely, and which is less benefited than most others by any acquaintance with science. — Charles Babbage

I am being stalked across the Web. And why is this happening? Pretty simple: It's huge business. — Gary Kovacs

A spring evening. The air punctuated with scattered sounds. The voices of children playing in the streets coming from varying distances as if to show that the whole expanse is alive. And this vast expanse is Russia, his incomparable mother; famed far and wide, martyred, stubborn, extravagant, crazy, irresponsible, adored, Russia with her eternally splendid, and disastrous, and unpredictable adventures. Oh, how sweet to be alive! How good to be alive and to love life! Oh, the ever-present longing to thank life, thank existence itself, to thank them as one being to another being. — Boris Pasternak

And thinking never did anybody any good, no matter what your teachers and parents and the science-club freaks tell you. — Lauren Oliver

Fear is the mother of all emotion. Before love, hate, spite, grief, rage, and all the rest, there was fear, and fear gave birth to them all, and ask every combat soldier knows there are as many incarnations and species of fear as the Eskimo language has words for snow. — Ben Fountain

A man can't be taken to hell, or sent to hell: you can only get there on your own steam. — C.S. Lewis

I dream in fire but work in clay. — Arthur Machen

I can't take any more of being careful around her. I want her. Not just for now, but for always. - HEW — Michelle Warren

People always say The God Father is the #1 movie of all time. But ask yourself, did you see Zach Braff in it ... No you didn't. So then by default it goes to Garden State..and if youwatch two episodes of scrubs back to back that counts as the #2. — Zach Braff

HIS chosen comrades thought at school
He must grow a famous man;
He thought the same and lived by rule,
All his twenties crammed with toil;
'What then?' sang Plato's ghost. 'What then?'
Everything he wrote was read,
After certain years he won
Sufficient money for his need,
Friends that have been friends indeed;
'What then?' sang Plato's ghost. ' What then?'
All his happier dreams came true
A small old house, wife, daughter, son,
Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,
poets and Wits about him drew;
'What then.?' sang Plato's ghost. 'What then?'
The work is done,' grown old he thought,
'According to my boyish plan;
Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,
Something to perfection brought';
But louder sang that ghost, 'What then? — W.B.Yeats