Sowned Quotes & Sayings

Cordy slept late, awakening only when the noises of the house and the insistent sunlight became to obvious to be believably incorporated into her dreams any longer. — Eleanor Brown

I did not need him to survive. He inspired me to find that strength in myself. — Chrissy Moon

I didn't know you could break your finger just hanging up clothes. God Almighty, you situate your hand wrong between a blouse and a clothespin and everything suddenly changes. What a stupid life this is." "Did — Howard Norman

The Post Office was the underdog, and an underdog can always find somewhere soft to bite. — Terry Pratchett

I was the first spokesperson for the Better Hearing Institute in Washington. And that's the message we tried to send out - there is hearing help out there, and the technology and options are amazing. — Norm Crosby

But I'm not as bad as Al Pacino - he doesn't even know what month it is half the time when he's working. — John Goodman

A poor surgeon hurts one person at a time. A poor teacher hurts 130. — Ernest L. Boyer

Recently I danced in a video spoof of the song 'Gangnam Style,' and it was quickly banned across multiple Chinese online video platforms. But the story still traveled all over the world, carried in hundreds of international media reports. — Ai Weiwei

Some things are destined to be
it just takes us a couple of tries
to get there. — J.R. Ward

What I didn't know that by sticking to craft we would blow open some doors that I never saw opened before. — James Lipton

Alec took a deep breath and let it out. Well, he'd come this far; he might as well go on. The bare lightbulb hanging overhead cast sweeping shadows as he reached forward and pressed the buzzer.
A moment later a voice echoed through the stairwell. "WHO CALLS UPON THE HIGH WARLOCK?"
"Er," Alec said. "It's me. I mean, Alec. Alec Lightwood."
There was a sort of silence, as if even the hallway itself were surprised. Then a ping, and the second door opened, letting him out onto the stairwell. He headed up the rickety stairs into the darkness, which smelled like pizza and dust. The second floor landing was bright, the door at the far end open. Magnus Bane was leaning in the entryway. — Cassandra Clare

Why do ye smite your younger brother with a rod? — Joseph Smith Jr.