Quotes & Sayings About Sorority Letters

I consented to die in his place; his life had no more value than mine; no life had value. They were going to slap a man up against a wall and shoot at him till he died, whether it was I or Gris or somebody else made no difference. I knew he was more useful than I to the cause of Spain but I thought to hell with Spain and anarchy; nothing was important. — Jean-Paul Sartre

I always recommend a sensible diet, including lots of carbohydrates and avoiding too much fat. Dancers don't need different fuel from other people - they just need more of it because they use more energy. — Deborah Bull

Some of us are sixty feet long with a brain the size of a walnut. — William S. Burroughs

Most poor people in America were like Arleen: they did not live in public housing or apartments subsidized by vouchers. Three in four families who qualified for assistance received nothing. — Matthew Desmond

If stem cells divide equally, so both daughter cells look more or less the same, each one becomes another stem cell. If the split is unequal, neurons form prematurely. — Sam Kean

Social existence remains a dream only because the thoughts and feelings of the human animal are blocked off from the simple and obvious. — Wilhelm Reich

I want you to feel what I'm feeling, Bianca. I want you to feel this uncontrollable need. I can't stand the thought that you're indifferent to me. — R.K. Lilley

The heart contracts when our bodies are overcome by shame. — Sharon Salzberg

A president can be as strong as she wants to be. — Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo

For a moment, I'm part of it all. Then I'm just apart — Ally Condie

Shakespeare ... If he does not give you delight, you had better ignore him [if you can]. — Bertrand Russell

And here you see me working out, as cheerfully and thankfully as I may, my doom of sharing in the glass a constant change of customers, and of lying down and rising up with the skeleton allotted to me for my mortal companion. — Charles Dickens

She was sorry, and rather revolted at his dirty hands, but she laughed in a well-bred way, as though it were nothing unusual to her to watch a man walking in a slow dream. — F Scott Fitzgerald