Spirit Ribbon Quotes & Sayings

Take one thing with another, and the world is a pretty good sort of a world, and it is our duty to make the best of it, and be thankful. — Benjamin Franklin

I was under twenty when I deliberately put it to myself one night after good conversation that there are moments when we actually touch in talk what the best writing can only come near. The curse of our book language is not so much that it keeps forever to the same set phrases ... but that it sounds forever with the same reading tones. We must go out into the vernacular for tones that haven't been brought to book. — Robert Frost

I'm just a person. I'm not anything! — Brie Larson

You all look like happy campers to me. Happy campers you are, happy campers you have been, and, as far as I am concerned, happy campers you will always be. — Dan Quayle

Concealing or denying evil is like allowing a wound to keep bleeding without bandaging it, — Pope Francis

I'm celebrating my love for you with a pint of beer and a new tattoo — Billy Bragg

I think at times I appear to be miserable when I am not ... I might be having quite a good thought at that moment, but it seems I look miserable. I am not. — Damon Hill

When I run the world, librarians will be exempt from tragedy. Even their smaller sorrows will last only for as long as you can take out a book. — Karen Joy Fowler

I liked sleeping on the couch; it made every night seem like a sleepover. I liked the non-permanence of it. — Penny Reid

I work hard, but I work from a position of rest. — Chris Oyakhilome

Rake," came the succinct reply. "Oh, all right," Lillian grumbled. "I suppose he is a rake. But that may not be an impediment to his courtship of Lady Natalie. Some women like rakes. Look at Evie." Evie continued to snip doggedly through the brocade ribbon, while a smile curved her lips. "I don't l-like all rakes," she said, her gaze on her work. "Just one." Evie, the gentlest and most soft-spoken of them all, had been the one least likely to capture the heart of the notorious Lord St. Vincent, who had been the definitive rake. Although Evie, with her round blue eyes and blazing red hair, possessed a rare and unconventional beauty, she was unbearably shy. And there was the stammer. But Evie also had a reserve of quiet strength and a gallant spirit that seemed to have seduced her husband utterly. "And that former rake obviously adores you beyond reason," Annabelle said. — Lisa Kleypas

And on the endless dusty ribbon of the highway, on sunken roads vaulted over by branches, on paths between stands of grain that rose to his knees, the sun on his shoulders and the morning air in his nostrils, his heart full of the night's bliss, his spirit at peace and his flesh content, he would ride on his way ruminating his happiness, like someone who keeps savoring, hours later, the fragrance of the truffles he has eaten for dinner. — Gustave Flaubert

She was now the center of what surrounded her. All that was not her made space for her. — John Berger