Traweek Shoemaker Quotes & Sayings
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Measurement of life should be proportioned rather to the intensity of the experience than to its actual length. — Thomas Hardy

We even make ourselves up, fusing what we are with what we wish into what we must become. I'm not sure why it must be so, but it is. — Robert Fulghum

Writers who used to show off their erudition no longer sing in the bare ruined choir of the media. — William Safire

I do not approve the maxim which desires a man to know a little of everything. Superficial knowledge, knowledge without principles, is almost always useless and sometimes harmful knowledge. — Luc De Clapiers

A slight but perceptible wave seemed to roll beneath the floor; then it sank; then another came, more perceptible. Lights slid right across the uncurtained window. The ship gave a loud melancholy moan. — Virginia Woolf

Late in the afternoon, thunder growling, that same old green pickup rolled in and he saw Jack get out of the truck, beat up Resistol tilted back. A hot jolt scalded Ennis and he was out on the landing pulling the door closed behind him. Jack took the stairs two and two. They seized each other by the shoulders, hugged mightily, squeezing the breath out of each other, saying, son of a bitch, son of a bitch, then, and easily as the right key turns the lock tumblers, their mouths came together, and hard, Jack's big teeth bringing blood, his hat falling to the floor, stubble rasping, wet saliva welling, and the door opening and Alma looking out for a few seconds at Ennis's straining shoulders and shutting the door again and still they clinched, pressing chest and groin and thigh and leg together, treading on each other's toes until they pulled apart to breathe and Ennis, not big on endearments, said what he said to his horses and his daughters, little darlin. — Annie Proulx

Like, people recognizing me on the street never interested me. — Meg White

I embellish the truth of their lives with the lies of my imagination. — Charlie Lovett

I mean if we even had a wheelbarrow, that would be something. — William Goldman