Sylvasource Quotes & Sayings

our Face Will be our Betrayer on the Long Run — Jan Jansen

I've taken up meditation. I like to have an espresso first to make it more challenging. — Betsy Salkind

I had cars, houses, jewels, furs, and a husband who loved me, and a career I was happy with. But I found fulfillment in my relationship with Christ. — Gloria Gaynor

I have a longing for fiction, to try to believe in it and to disappear into it. — Karl Ove Knausgaard

You let me handle Marius," I said. "Now, you didn't come without you dagger."
"No, I did not," he said, lifting his cloak to reveal it, "And with your permission I would like to plunge it through my heart now so I will most assuredly stone-cold dead before the Master of this house arrives home to find you runnning rampant in his garden!"
"Permission denied. — Anne Rice

I'm convinced true fulfillment is living in God's world one day at a time, savoring it, leaving today's disapointments behind and borrowing no troubles from tomorrow. It's done not only by accepting life, fever, and things that go bump in the night, but also by cultivating love and new and old friendships, and especially by finding a new work or project that makes it exciting just to get up in the morning. — Olive Ann Burns

I think I'll get a nut roast. Maybe a nut roast is too lesbian? — Jackie Kay

I'm known for being a good listener. Most people need a lot of love and encouragement and I'm more than willing to give a person all the encouragement and time they need. — Narada Michael Walden

Are women literal creatures? I have to admit this is not my forte. — Alex Rosa

This idea holds out hope that the human race will prosper mightily in the years ahead-because ideas are having sex with each other as never before. — Matt Ridley

First, take the government of the Indians out of politics; second, let the laws of the Indians be the same as those of the whites; third, give the Indian the ballot. — George Crook

I would be an utter fool to let my journey be defined by the denial of the journey. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

Land! An island! We devoured it greedily with our eyes and woke the others, who tumbled out drowsily and stared in all directions as if they thought our bow was about to run on to a beach. Screaming seabirds formed a bridge across the sky in the direction of the distant island, which stood out sharper against the horizon as the red background widened and turned gold with the approach of the sun and the full daylight. — Thor Heyerdahl