Straatmate Quotes & Sayings

God as now generally conceived of is only the last witch. — Samuel Butler

You're... pretty sick, huh?" I said.
"There's the no-shit statement of the day." - Lucky — T.M. Goeglein

Illness is the proving ground of friendship. — Letty Cottin Pogrebin

The last thing we want is to remain as we are. — Steven Pressfield

I don't need you to make allowances for anything." Damn her pride. "If you can stand to pay for it, then I can wear it."
His brow arched. "Don't let your mouth write checks your body can't cash, sweetheart. Because trust me, I know exactly how to dress a woman for prime impact. — Lora Leigh

Only a very small percentage can regard conditions from any but a selfish point of view or conceive of any but their own shoe-pinch. — Miles Franklin

Let living know they will die one day. They ought to live wisely. — Lailah Gifty Akita

If you were a wheel
I'd follow your highway.
If you were a raindrop
I wish you'd fall my way.
If you were a gypsy
I'd give a fortune to tell
That whenever I'm with you
I see HEAVEN, not hell ... — Cathy Hopkins

Executive ability is deciding quickly and getting somebody else to do the work. — Earl Nightingale

Old age was naturally more honored in times when people could not know much more than what they had seen. — Joseph Joubert

Is it really over?" Kurlansky lamented over the dry-docked Massachusetts cod fishermen at the conclusion of his moving, epic book. "Are these the last gatherers of food from the wild to be phased out? Is this the last of wild food? Is our last physical tie to untamed nature to become an obscure delicacy like the occasional pheasant?"
These words stayed with me over the years to come. But histories of environmental wrong doing have a strange way of putting traumatic events in the past, sealing off bad human behavior of former times from the unwritten pages of the present and the future. — Paul Greenberg

Chess, like other arts, must be practiced to be appreciated. — Alexander Alekhine

I'm no prophet. My job is making windows where there were once walls. — Michel Foucault

This drama had become her mess to deal with, and she had no idea where to even begin trying to mend all of the broken pieces back together. If mending them was even possible. — J.B. McGee