Streetmentioners Quotes & Sayings

I'm not a nest-egg person. — Dwight Howard

My father's mood surrounded him like a field and affected any room he occupied, like an odor or a certain cast to the light. — David Foster Wallace

I've always known that writing plays is very difficult, because I've written three or four that have never been produced. — Rodman Philbrick

All I know is that I shall be alone again. There is nothing more terrible than to be alone among human beings. — Stefan Zweig

There is a connection waiting to be made between the decline in democratic participation and the explosion in new ways of communicating. We need not accept the paradox that gives us more ways than ever to speak, and leaves the public with a wider feeling than ever before that their voices are not being heard. The new technologies can strengthen our democracy, by giving us greater opportunities than ever before for better transparency and a more responsive relationship between government and electors — Robin Cook

It's often said that writers sometimes need to go around the block a few times to get where they're going. — Christopher Bram

Esteem for the army - never in this country regarded, in the continental manner, as a popular expression of the national will - implies a kind of innocence. — Anthony Powell

Now, there's no way with servants, but to put them down, and keep them down. It was always natural to me, from a child. Eva is enough to spoil a whole house-full. What will she do when she comes to keep house herself, I'm sure I don't know. I hold to being kind to servants - I always am; but you must make 'em know their place. Eva never does; there's no getting into the child's head the first beginning of an idea what a servant's place is! You heard her offering to take care of me nights, to let Mammy sleep! That's just a specimen of the way the child would be doing all the time, if she was left to herself. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

I can't breathe. — Bianca B. Bernardino

Kings are like stars,-they rise and set, they have The worship of the world, but no repose. — Percy Bysshe Shelley