Sounders Tickets Quotes & Sayings

I let beef get settled in the street, I just handle my business as a professional boxer. — Adrien Broner

We've learned that sometimes a lack of conflict in a marriage means you are not fighting for it. There are times you must battle to become one. — Lisa Bevere

Whatever thrills you, anything you love to do, just say - Someday, I will. — Jimmy Buffett

You can't trust anyone - I learned that the hard way. — Sona Charaipotra

From the moment I picked up your book until I put it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it. — Groucho Marx

She is walking several feet ahead, pretending I don't exist, but that's okay, I'm used to it, and what she doesn't know is that is doesn't faze me. People either see me or they don't. I wonder what it's like to walk down the street, safe and easy in your skin, and just blend right in. No one turning away, no one starring, no one waiting and expecting, wondering what stupid, crazy thing you'll do next
Then I can't hold back anymore, and I take off running, and it feels good to break free from the slow, regular pace of everyone else. I break free from my mind, which is, for some reason, picturing myself as dead as the authors of the books she has collected, asleep for good this time, buried deep in the ground under layers and layers of dirt and cornfields. I can almost feel the earth closing in, the air going stale and damp, the dark pressing down on top of me, and I have to open my mouth to breath. — Jennifer Niven

God bless the man who first invented sleep! So Sancho Panza said and so say I; And bless him, also, that he didn't keep His great discovery to himself, nor try To make it, as the lucky fellow might A close monopoly by patent-right. — John Godfrey Saxe

Sometimes a tree tells you more than can be read in books. — Carl Jung

Nowadays all over the world fighting goes on for freedom and independence but it is hard to find anyone to whom the mystery of the godlike freedom of children of the Heavenly Father has been revealed. — Sophrony Sakharov

Writing is simply one thought after another dying upon the one before. — Mel Brooks

He pictures amputated human arms flopping like fish down the center of the road; syringes floating on beds of liposuctioned fat; gelatinous human eyeballs wiggling merrily as they roll down the highway; and so on. He could imagine other such grotesque stuff, but chooses not to. — Dan Chaon