Sponginess Of The Bone Quotes & Sayings

Liberals, it has been said, are generous with other peoples' money, except when it comes to questions of national survival when they prefer to be generous with other peoples' freedom and security. — William F. Buckley Jr.

One editor during the Civil War got a grievous message to meet his brothers corpse, only to find out that the telegraph operator had garbled the message to meet his living brother's CORPS. — Harold Holzer

The price of discipline is always less than the pain of regret. — Robin S. Sharma

Ataturk sent several Turkish staff officers to Afghanistan, helped them build their own army. — Bulent Ecevit

I never thought I'd love someone this way." His hard eyes almost soften. "I never thought I could, but you've made me love my life more than I ever fucking have. I can't even imagine spending the rest without you. — Krista Ritchie

I seek to trace the novel features under which despotism may appear in the world. The first thing that strikes the observation is an innumerable multitude of men, all equal and alike, incessantly endeavoring to procure the petty and paltry pleasures with which they glut their lives. Each of them, living apart, is as a stranger to the fate of all the rest; his children and his private friends constitute to him the whole of mankind. As for the rest of his fellow citizens, he is close to them, but he does not see them; he touches them, but he does not feel them; he exists only in himself and for himself alone; and if his kindred still remain to him, he may be said at any rate to have lost his country. — Alexis De Tocqueville

The wasteland grows. — Friedrich Nietzsche

He wept when they told him you were no longer allowed to see him. He WEPT. How much weeping have you done on his account, girl?"

"I wake up screaming every night on his account. — Elizabeth Wein

Without a reservation without some romantic backstory. Even if it wasn't my job, I wouldn't have had the heart. Her father doesn't like him." "I don't like him either." "Yes, you do. Or you would. I'm really sorry, but - " "What is that?" he interrupted, moving back toward the door. "Was that somebody screaming?" "They're at it again." When he glanced back at her, frowned, she lifted her shoulders. "They really wanted a room." "That's . . . wow." Head tilted, he listened another minute. — Nora Roberts