Stonecutter Spirits Quotes & Sayings

You're my obsession, I'm your possession You own the deepest part of me You crawled into the darkness, set my monster free So scream, bleed, call out to me But never say stop, never flee — Pepper Winters

PIE, n. An advance agent of the reaper whose name is Indigestion. — Ambrose Bierce

Only when men are connected to large, universal goals are they really happy-and one result of their happiness is a rush of creative activity. — Joyce Carol Oates

Why this girl? Why had this girl crawled right under his skin and made an uncomfortable home there? Why did he want to make things good for her, to see her smile, to make her face
and her voice make all those interesting shapes and noises? Why did he want to stay up late with her when he knew she should be sleeping, just to hear her talk about maths and politics and the
state of the world?
This was not Quentin. Quentin did not like skinny girls. He didn't like serious girls. And he really hated bossy girls.
Quentin loved curvy, fun, uncomplicated girls; girls who laughed at his jokes and took off their bras when they danced on tables. If they wore bras at all. Yet here he was, washing up and mopping and feeling like five kinds of an arsehole over hurting the feelings of some skinny, serious, bossy girl. — Ros Baxter

It continues to startle me, the range of political ideologies that are compatible with enthusiasm for spaceflight. Tax-and-spend liberals of the Great Society stripe, obviously - but also spending-slashing Tea Partiers, hippie peaceniks, fierce libertarians, military loyalists, and apathetics of every shade. So very many of us seem to feel that a love of human spaceflight is reconcilable with our beliefs, and we can all explain why. — Margaret Lazarus Dean

Words were so puzzling. Present should mean a present just as attack should mean to stick tacks in people. — Beverly Cleary

It is not as difficult as I thought it was, but it is harder than it is. — Eugene Ormandy

March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine. — L.M. Montgomery

What does a mama bear on the pill have in common with the World Series? No cubs. — Harry Caray

I don't think there's anything that is a greater area of discrimination against women today than the fact that nowhere in the world is there a female role model in team sports that more than half of a general audience would recognize. — Warren Farrell

One of the symptoms of being free is you begin to dream. — Danny Silk