Strowlers Quotes & Sayings

I couldn't imagine any other way of living, outside of books, outside my work. Which doesn't mean I am not interested in other things, of course - I am interested in many things. But the center, the crux, is always literature. — Mario Vargas-Llosa

Contradictions do not perplex the logician. They arise because there are more rules to an open game than can be known. — Donald Kingsbury

Counting the ways the Book of Mormon brings peace to the soul is like counting the sand on the seashore. — Neil L. Andersen

We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration — Peter Redgrove

You reach a point where you say you're not going to do juveniles any longer. — Ron Howard

Any titles, money, or privilege you inherit are actually hindrances. They delude you into believing you are owed respect. — Robert Greene

I want more out of life than I've gotten. — Loretta Lynn

He's got plans with the girlfriend." Gage rolled his eyes. "You can say her name, man. She's not Voldemort, you know. — Elle Kennedy

[ ... ] I have a date this afternoon."
"Oh, Lord." Jake closed his eyes. "Who are you going to destroy now?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"The hotel would appreciate it if you'd just throw back the men you don't like without maiming them."
"I haven't maimed anyone."
"You almost drowned Lance, you scared Peter into heart palpitations, you stabbed Donald with a fork, and you hit Brad over the head with a bottle." Jake shook his head. "And they still ask you out. — Jennifer Crusie

Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But since no one was listening, everything must be said again. — Andre Gide

Past a certain point, all the dates grow hazy and confused, and the clarity of history becomes the fog of legend. — George R R Martin

I had no doubt that Tiny thought he got depressed, but that was probably because he had nothing to compare it to. Still, what could I say? that I didn't just feel depressed - instead, it was like the depression was the core of me, of every part of me, from my mind to my bones? That if he got blue, I got black? That I hated those pills so much because I knew how much I relied on them to live?
No, I couldn't say any of this because when it all comes down to it, nobody wants to hear it. No matter how much they like you or love you, they don't want to hear it. — John Green