Teen Fiction Background Quotes & Sayings

The truth only irritates those it enlightens, but does not convert. — Pasquier Quesnel

What'd she hit you with this time? Was it a fry pan? We shore could use a fry pan it was. — John Jantunen

I think every writer lives for the thought that there will be a moment when somebody reads something on the page and says, "Yes!" — Marianne Williamson

When everyone's kind of watching you when you're out and about, it makes it hard. — Kate Walsh

Niobe would have been called most blessed of mothers,
had she not seemed so herself. — Ovid

Don't worry about the bitches. That could be a good motto, because you come across people like that throughout your life. — Jennifer Lawrence

O Don Quixote, wise as thou art brave,
La Mancha's splendor and of Spain the star!
To thee I say that if the peerless maid,
Dulcinea del Toboso, is to be restored
to the state that was once hers, it needs must be
that thy squire Sancho take on his bared behind,
those sturdy buttocks, must consent to take
three thousand lashes and three hundred more,
and well laid on, that they may sting and smart;
for those are the authors of her woe
have thus resolved, and that is why I've come,
This, gentles, is the word I bring to you. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

To achieve purity of mind, one should cultivate constant awareness by being mindful all the time. One should remain always aware of one's thoughts. — Rama Swami

Burn that one to the ground, Violet, and dance on the ashes. And damn anyone who tells you it's selfish to do so. — Courtney Milan

Life's difficulties are merely necessary roughage. — Milton H. Erickson

When I ask candidates to tell me about their weaknesses, I am hoping for a wise, honest, and self-confident answer. When I hear a candidate rationally admit a weakness, I am impressed. When I hear a candidate duck the question with language straight out of a book, I start thinking about the next candidate. — Eric Sink

She had been waiting for someone to notice her, like, really notice her. She felt that that was the key, that she would go from the duck to the swan the minute someone recognized her potential. And they would look into her like they were trying to pierce her eyes with theirs, like they were trying to make her heart stop, and the whole world would become background noise and she would take her first breath after all of these years of nothing but existing. It would be like a coronation, or a star exploding, and then she would be born. She would be alive, and she would be loved. — Rose Fall

India, the new myth
a collective fiction in which anything was possible, a fable rivalled only by the two other mighty fantasies: money and God. — Salman Rushdie