Steinbecks Books Quotes & Sayings

We always assumed the aliens would have to at least be alive to invade. Not even H.G. Wells expected an invasion of ghosts. — Stephen King

[T]he more we do this, the more I learn about what I think Chains was really training us for. And this is it. He wasn't training us for a calm and orderly world where we could pick and choose when we need to be clever. He was training us for a situation that was fucked up on all sides. Well, we're in it, and I say we're equal to it. I don't need to be reminded that we're up to our heads in dark water. I just want you boys to remember that we're the gods-damned sharks."
"Right on," cried Bug. "I knew there was a reason I let you lead this gang! — Scott Lynch

Sex was absolutely not allowed to be scheduled, at least not by explicit discussion, but I had become familiar with the sequence of events likely to precipitate it: a blueberry muffin from Blue Sky Bakery, a triple shot of espresso from Otha's, removal of my shirt, and my impersonation of Gregory Peck in the role of Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird. — Graeme Simsion

What is the use of Christ's words, unless we set an example? — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

He was obstinate in the way that only truly miserable people can be obstinate. — Rachel Cohn

I think in future people will take television in eyedrop form. All media will be in eyedrops. — Conan O'Brien

Neuroscience has proven that similar areas of the brain are activated both in the person who suffers and in the one who feels empathy. Thus, empathic suffering is a true experience of suffering. — Matthieu Ricard

And all the things that break you are all the things that make you strong. You can't change the past 'Cause it's gone, and you just gotta move on. — Carrie Underwood

Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity. — John Milton

I've found a formula for avoiding these exaggerated fears of age; you take care of every day - let the calendar take care of the years. — Ed Wynn

Oh, you happy sons of the North who have been reared at the bosom of Bach, how I envy you! — Giuseppe Verdi