The Giver Rules Quotes & Sayings

One more try,' he asked, 'We are not quite done.' 'What is the use of trying?' 'It is a thing which people do. — T.H. White

Of every night you must be open to the Gods, and if — Bernard Cornwell

You'll be eighteen soon, but even so ... " He sighed. "When this comes out, a lot of people aren't going to be happy."
"Yeah, well, they can deal." Rumors and gossip I could handle.
"I also have a feeling your mother's going to have a very ugly conversation with me."
"You're about to face down Strigoi, and my mother's the one you're scared of? — Richelle Mead

The vulgar directness of the question called for a direct answer. — Oscar Wilde

I don't hire good coaches, I hire good people. If they turn out to be good coaches, too, that's a plus. — Geno Auriemma

About midnight the fog shut down again denser than before. One could almost "stand on it." It continued so for a number of days, the wind increasing to a gale. The waves rose high, but I had a good ship. Still, in the dismal fog I felt myself drifting into loneliness, an insect on the straw in the midst of the elements. — Joshua Slocum

That teacher teaches best who teaches least. — Robert Lee Moore

... love life and live or exist to just survive. — Innocent Mwatsikesimbe

It didn't help that Norma had all the girlish charm of a boulder — Amy Stewart

Over time I learned that there are two very different satisfactions that you can have in your life. One is the satisfaction of becoming skilled at something. It almost doesn't matter what the terrain is. There is a deep, soul-feeding resonance in mastery itself, whether in teaching, writing a complicated software program, coaching a baseball team, or marshalling a group of people to start a new business ... — Atul Gawande

Later, someone explained that in Moldova the relationship between host and guest is reversed. It is the guest's obligation to make the host feel at ease. Reverse hospitality. One of the many peculiar customs in this country. — Eric Weiner

Death is given in a kiss; the dearest kindnesses are fatal; and into this life, where one thing preys upon another, the child too often makes its entrance from the mother's corpse. — Robert Louis Stevenson