Spenlen Quotes & Sayings

The reality was that Warner wasn't there. If there were two people or 20 people identifying him, they were wrong. — Richard Harris

Why should I be scared of an oversized bat who likes to throw temper tantrums? — Sarah J. Maas

They will stare. They will stand to the side and watch her be alone. — Aryn Kyle

We have to rise above bad fortune. We have to be in the good and enjoy the good, study and work and adventure and friendship and community and love. — Joshua Prager

No image, however accomplished, could have captured the agonizing poignancy of that moment. It was a moment to be lived, not framed, analysed or reduced in any way. — Simon Roberts

As a child, I've always been in trouble with men and the police have always had to get involved, through no fault of my own. — Katie Price

Whenever other worlds invite us, whenever we are balancing on the boundaries of our limited human condition, that's where life starts, that's where you start feeling yourself living. — Philippe Petit

Since the demon threat is invisible to mundanes, they must assign the threat to others of their own kind. They place the face of their enemy onto the face of their neighbor, and thus are generations of misery assured.

-Valentine Morgenstern — Cassandra Clare

Ga thought about reminding the Dear Leader that they lived in a land where people had been trained to accept any reality presented to them. — Adam Johnson

Alan was feeling strong. He did two push-ups and felt stronger still. — Dave Eggers

there's nothing worse on this earth than privileged bureaucratic assholes who work the system. they never get caught, and if they do, there are no real consequences. — C.J. Box

I felt like a frog that had just come out of its pit, from which it had contemplated the circle of sky outlined by the rim, and taken it for the whole of the world. I had passed through to the other side of the mirror. (162) — Hyok Kang

A short time later, when the carpenter was taking measurements for the coffin, through the window they saw a light rain of tiny yellow flowers falling. They fell on the town all through the night in a silent storm, and they covered the roofs and blocked the doors and smothered the animals who slept outdoors. So many flowers fell from the sky that in the morning the streets were carpeted with a compact cushion and they had to clear them away with shovels and rakes so that the funeral procession could pass by. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez