Sullame Quotes & Sayings

Peace without justice is tyranny. — William Allen White

Dear Lord, what a madhouse the world is! — Leo Tolstoy

Dear friend,
I feel great! I really mean it. I have to remember his for the next time I'm having a terrible week. Have you wer done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don't know why. I try to remind myself when I feel great like this that there will be another terrible week coming someday, so I should store up as many great details as I can, so during the next terrible week, I can remember those details and believe that I'll feel great again. It doesn't work a lot, but I think it's very important to try. — Stephen Chbosky

The truth is found when men are free to pursue it. — Franklin D. Roosevelt

Love can be angry ... with a kind of anger in which there is no gall, like the dove's and not the ravens. — Saint Augustine

The night I started playing your CD out loud for you, instead of playing it through my headphones?"
Now this made my eyebrows rise. "You listened to it before that night?"
"Every night. I've listened to it every single night since you gave it to me. — Kimberly Lauren

We
are the only
people I have ever
known
that can
make love
from across
a
crowded
room. — Tyler Knott Gregson

All his life long he had been amazed at the way ideas have of agglomerating, divorced from feeling, like crystals in strange, meaningless formations; and of growing like tumors, devouring the flesh that conceives them; or of assuming certain human lineaments, but in monstrous wise, like those inert masses to which some women give birth, and which are, after all, only the incoherent dreams of matter. He found that a goodly number of the mind's productions are no more than such deformed mooncalves. Other conceptions, less impure and more precise, forged as if by a master workman, make for illusion when viewed from afar; though commanding our admiration for their parallels and their angles, like intricate iron grills, they are nevertheless only bars behind which the understanding imprisons itself, abstract fetters already eaten into by the rust of false premises. — Marguerite Yourcenar

The suffering of a loved one was in many ways worse than one's one suffering because it left one feeling so very helpless. — Mary Balogh