Spaciness And Add Quotes & Sayings

It dropped ice to the bottom of his stomach. He thought of the ruined bodies he'd seen, including the ones he himself had ruined. He realized that he had somehow expected that he'd never have to think again about the way people damage other people.
The night of the invasion. Kestrel's back. His own. Roshar's scarred face. His own. — Marie Rutkoski

The same pulling power as the other lads in the bank." "I'll tell you about the other lads," said Cedric. "Once they've got a couple of pints in them, they'd have you believe they give James Bond lessons. And I can tell you, with most of them, it's all talk." "Did you have the same problem when you were my age?" "Certainly not," said Cedric. "But then I met Beryl when I was six, and I haven't looked — Jeffrey Archer

stability is like a lover with a sweet mouth upon your body one second; the next you are a tremor lying on the floor covered in rubble and old currency waiting for its return. — Warsan Shire

An adolescent does not rebel against his parents. He rebels against their power. If parents would rely less on power and more on non-power methods to influence their children from infancy on, there would be little for children to rebel against when they become adolescents ... parents inevitably run out of power, and sooner than they think. — Thomas Gordon

Secondhand experience breaks down a block from the car lot. — Ursula K. Le Guin

We are not called to be entertainers or performers, we are called to praise and worship our creator. 'Oh come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of salvation.' (Psalms95:1). — Euginia Herlihy

I never wanted to be a movie star. — Radha Mitchell

Thongs are the leading cause of pregnancy in the United States. — Jenna Marbles

Each heart has its graveyard, each household its dead, And knells ring around us wherever we tread, And the feet that awhile made our pathway so bright Pass on to a land that is out of our sight. — Dan Simmons

I have at last, after several months' experience, made up my mind that [New York] is a splendid desert
a domed and steepled solitude, where the stranger is lonely in the midst of a million of his race. — Mark Twain