Sploder Make Your Own Game Quotes & Sayings

To say something nice about themselves, this is the hardest thing in the world for people to do. — Nancy Friday

There is often less danger in the things we fear than in the things we desire. — John Churton Collins

When I received the Culver Creek Handbook over the summer and noticed happily that the "Dress
Code" section contained only two words, casual modesty, it never occurred to me that girls would
show up for class half asleep in cotton pajama shorts, T-shirts, and flip-flops. Modest, I guess, and
casual. — John Green

It can be very jarring for others to see this introverted individual withdraw so completely when the going gets tough, and they may view them, incorrectly, as weak. They aren't, but they have to do what needs to be done in order to bounce back and get back in the saddle. — Diana Jackson

Neil sucked in a deep breath that ripped him open on its way down. "I'd ask you how it feels, but I guess you've always known what it's like to be second, you worthless piece of shit. — Nora Sakavic

Then everybody wept,
Or sat, too exhausted to weep,
Or lay, too hurt to weep. — Ted Hughes

Wonder shows in the light of our eyes. Without it, they become dull and old. — Goldie Hawn

The Cross is the eternal expression of the length to which God will go to in order to restore broken community. — Martin Luther King Jr.

The biggest thinker that's influenced my feminism is definitely Bell Hooks, who's a feminist cultural critic, because of her accessibility but also just because she's a genius. — Jessica Valenti

Fog rolls between the blackened trees.
Reminds me of hell, actually.
I pull away from Tucker, shivering.
God, I need therapy, I think.
Right. As if I can picture telling my story to a shrink, stretched out on a sofa talking about how I'm part angel, how all angel-bloods have this purpose we're put on earth to fulfill, how on the day of my purpose I happened to bump into a fallen angel. Who literally took me to hell for about five minutes. Who tried to kill my mother. And how I fought him with a type of holy light. Then I had to fly off to save a boy from a forest fire, only I didn't save him. I saved my boyfriend instead, but it turns out that the original boy didn't need saving, anyway, because he's part angel, too.
Yeah, somehow I have a feeling that my first visit to a therapist would end up with me in a straitjacket getting comfy in my new padded cell. — Cynthia Hand

All night have the roses heard
The flute, violin, bassoon;
All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd
To the dancers dancing in tune;
Till a silence fell with the waking bird,
And a hush with the setting moon. — Alfred Lord Tennyson