Suzhou China Quotes & Sayings

Suzhou is an ancient city full of old gardens that are very famous in China. It is very beautiful. Plus, I met my boyfriend there! — Fei Fei Sun

The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing. — Leigh Hunt

Even if someone thinks there's a mistake I've made on the piano, to me it's not a mistake; it's how it's meant to be. — Benjamin Clementine

Smile and the world smiles with you, cry and you cry alone. — Susanna Kaysen

Did you ever find yourself in a place in life where you had committed to something, and you couldn't make it work? — Adriana Trigiani

Don't go beyond, no matter how much you feel you need to, Doctor. The barrier was not made to be broken. Remember this: there is more power here than you know. It is old and always restless. Remember. — Stephen King

The word suffering is full and whole and perfect as a pierced heart, sweet, rushing and tender ... Suffering is the joy of someone about to be martyred, illumination of something given up as an offer. — Lydia Millet

Don't get me started on critics. — Beverly Sills

A nontheological faith cannot explain itself, but a too theological faith loses contact with the reason for its existence. (154) — Harold O.J. Brown

Man alone resists the direction of gravitation: he constantly wants to fall
upwards. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Less judgement more compassion. — Nikki Rowe

I began to need my trips like other people need religion. — Kristin Newman

Any woman knows that a thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel. — Hannah Kent

Yes, he could walk forever. He could so easily continue to walk and all thoughts of death would fall away, absorbed by the silent snow.
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And then he heard it, very faintly at first, but distinct just the same. He heard the snow falling gently through the air, each flake sounded distinctly different, yet just as each fell unhindered by another, so their sound did not clash or interfere with each other, but blended into a snow song that he knew very few had ever heard. And that song became louder, though always gentle, as he continued to be absorbed by the light, to become one with the light... and now there weren't any feet to leave prints, or a body or eyes to glow, but just light and sound and pure joy, pure eternal joy. No past, no future, no, not even a present, just ever new joy where there wasn't even a memory of pain or struggle or sorrow... just ever new joy... — Hubert Selby Jr.

Fucking heels, she mumbles. Only she isn't wearing heels. She's wearing black flats, but she blames them, anyway. — Colleen Hoover