Streatfield House Quotes & Sayings

Privilege is the greatest enemy of right. — Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach

Yes, I can in fact capitalize any words I desire. The language is English. I am English. Therefore mine is the opinion which matters, colonial heathen. — Jim Butcher

Kiernan, the less you know, the better. You're always telling me to just trust you and do what you're asking, and I do - "
He snorts. "When it suits you."
"Okay, but I do when it seems important. And this is really, really important. — Rysa Walker

Aim to seek out experiences that enliven your life. — Steven Redhead

The only thing that holds you back from getting what you want is paying attention to what you don't want. — Abraham Hicks

I've always had an interest in business, and my interest in business has really expanded over the years. — Derek Jeter

I want love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything. It can't do anything on it's own.
It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf. — David Levithan

At this day ... the earth sustains on her bosom many monster minds, minds which are not afraid to employ the seed of Deity deposited in human nature as a means of suppressing the name of God. Can anything be more detestable than this madness in man, who, finding God a hundred times both in his body and his soul, makes his excellence in this respect a pretext for denying that there is a God? He will not say that chance has made him different from the brutes; ... but, substituting Nature as the architect of the universe, he suppresses the name of God. — John Calvin

It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking ... — Gaius Iulius Caesar

People who lose their parents when young are permanently in love with them. — Aharon Appelfeld

Tucked in the back of one of the shelves is a small bottle, rounded with a short neck and closed with a matching glass stopper. He picks it up carefully. It is heavier than he had expected. Removing the stopper, he is confused, for at first the scent and the sensation do not change. Then comes the aroma of caramel, wafting on the crisp breeze of an autumn wind. The scent of wool and sweat makes him feel as though he is wearing a heavy coat, with the warmth of a scarf around his neck. There is the impression of people wearing masks. The smell of a bonfire mixes with the caramel. And then there is a shift, a movement in front of him. Something grey. A sharp pain in his chest. The sensation of falling. A sound like howling wind, or a screaming girl. — Erin Morgenstern

I regret nothing and fear less. — John Cena