Stoppages In The Mines Quotes & Sayings

People tell me all the time when they meet me, in comedy, they say 'You have that type like Sofia Vergara; you can be like her.' She's beautiful, but she can be ugly, too; she can make ugly faces. She doesn't care. She's very outgoing. — Lele Pons

There is always a cause for fear. The cause may change over time, but the fear is always with us. — Michael Crichton

Be like a river in generosity and giving help. Be like a sun in tenderness and pity. Be like night when covering other's faults. Be like a dead when furious and angry. Be like earth in modesty and humbleness. Be like a sea in tolerance. Be as you are or as you look like. — Rumi

If you freak out over trivial everyday grievances, how are you going to handle *real* problems? — Rob Sheffield

Perhaps to bring good into the world, she needed to mix a little evil in it first. — A.J. Flowers

Tell me how Gisela can be married to a man she's never met?'
Aidan glanced across at Guthred as if expecting help from the king, but Guthred was still motionless, so Aidan had to confront me alone. 'I stood beside her in Lord Aelfric's place,' he said, 'so in the eyes of the church she is married.'
'Did you hump her as well?' I demanded, and the priests and monks hissed their disapproval.
'Of course not.' Aidan said, offended.
'If no one's ridden her,' I said, 'then she's not married. A mare isn't broken until she's saddled and ridden. Have you been ridden?' I asked Gisela.
'Not yet.' she said.
'She is married.' Aidan insisted.
'You stood at the altar in my uncle's place,' I said, 'and you call that a marriage?'
'It is.' Beocca said quietly.
'So if I kill you,' I suggested to Aidan, ignoring Beocca, 'she'll be a widow? — Bernard Cornwell

in a voice with half the steps missing. — Raymond Chandler

Do you believe in Aertus and Vilai?"
Aaron hesitated, but let a slight smirk grow again. "Sure, I believe the moons exist. They're right there in the sky every night. — Jaye L. Knight

Once these two had been joined together in love, or something like love; they had made two babies, and yet, only fifteen years later, the last tie between them was broken now. All lost, all gone. Nothing lasted, nothing. Even this forty-million-year world that the Oversoul had preserved as if in ice, even it would melt before the fire. Permanence was always an illusion, and love was just the disguise that lovers wore to hide the death of their union from each other for a while. — Orson Scott Card

It's an unusual situation for me to be working and making a living. — Martha Plimpton

There is no redemption in a cruel man's love. — Nenia Campbell

Sita waits anxiously, and the next person she sees is a wandering monk who begs her for alms. — Deepak Chopra