Somesville Quotes & Sayings

I've ridden 3,651 winners, if that's any good to you. I don't count the falls. I count the winners. — Tony McCoy

I do not think about absent persons as often or with such intense longing as I think of places. They lie one below the other in my mind ... — Storm Jameson

I'm really not working in a environment that's sonically pristine. It's not a conventional studio, obviously; it's a bit ramshackle. — Julia Kent

I fell in love with 'Star Trek' after J. J. Abrams's movie. I'm so into that. — Tatiana Maslany

The less I understand life, the more I live it! — Jules Renard

Oh, it's normal," he said, and she remembered how he had always been quick to reassure her, to make her feel better. "I was away for a much shorter time, obviously, but I was very surprised when I came back. I kept thinking that things should have waited for me but they hadn't. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

I speculate over some of the Anglo nomenclature of birds: Wilson's snipe, Forster's tern ... : What natural images do these names conjure up in our minds? What integrity do we give back to the birds with our labels. — Terry Tempest Williams

A boy who gets a C- in 'Appreciation of Television' can't be all bad. — Robert A. Heinlein

Mitt Romney is saying his comments about liking to fire people were taken out of context. Yeah, what he actually said was he likes to set poor people on fire. — Conan O'Brien

What is crucial in dealing with loss is not to lose the lesson. That makes you a winner in the most profound sense. — Dayananda Saraswati

My muse changes all the time because I think every designer is a bit of a muse for themselves in a way - they just don't want to say it. — Donatella Versace

He had laid his head back until his scalp had contacted his spine, that far back, and opened his throat, and a sound rose in the auditorium like a wind coming from all four directions, low and terrifying, rumbling up from the ground beneath the floor, and it gathered into a roar that sucked at the hearing itself, and coalesced into a voice that penetrated into the sinuses, and finally into the very minds of those hearing it, taking itself higher and higher, more and more awful and beautiful, the originating ideal of all such sounds ever made, of the foghorn and the ship's horn, the locomotive's lonesome whistle, of opera singing and the music of flutes and the continuous moaning of bagpipes. And suddenly it all went black. And the time was gone forever. — Denis Johnson

he suffered from an incurable malady which, it seemed, attacked only homo sapiens among all the intelligent races of the universe. That disease was religious mania. Throughout — Arthur C. Clarke

Ah, the bitter, hopeless heart-hunger of godlessness none but an atheist can understand! — Miles Franklin