Treasons Stratagems Quotes & Sayings

We define only out of despair, we must have a formula ... to give a facade tot he void. — Emile M. Cioran

At first it was exhilarating but when I realized it wasn't going away, it became scary and claustrophobic. Fame is a weird thing. — Sharon Stone

You are blind and I am deaf and dumb, so let us touch hands and understand. — Kahlil Gibran

If you wish to put off all worry, assume that what you fear may happen is certainly going to happen. — Alain De Botton

It was really weird when I heard my voice coming out of a fish. — Alexander Gould

My career still strikes me as miraculous. That a boy raised on Marine bases in the South, taught by Roman Catholic nuns in backwater Southern towns that loathed Catholics, and completed his education with an immersion into The Citadel - the whole story sounds fabricated, impossible even to me. Maybe especially to me. — Pat Conroy

By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet
did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods;
since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage,
but music for the time doth change his nature.
The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
and his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music. — William Shakespeare

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils. — William Shakespeare

Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans do not abandon the people. — Victor Hugo

Mallory, I lo - "
"Wait!" This was from Amy, and she looked at Mallory. "I'm sorry, but don't you think you should tell him about the car before he finishes that sentence?"
"No," Mallory said, giving Amy the evil eye. She wanted the rest of Ty's sentence, dammit!
Ty frowned. "What's wrong with the Shelby?"
"Nothing," Mallory said quickly.
"Nothing," Amy agreed. "Except for the dinged door where she parked too close to the mailbox."
"Oh my God," Mallory said to her. "What are you, the car police?"
"The classic car police," Amy said smugly.
"You parked the Shelby on the street?" Ty asked Mallory incredulously.
She went brows-up.
"Okay," he said, lifting his hands. "It's okay. Never mind about the car. — Jill Shalvis

A heart pulsating in harmony with the circulation of sap and the flow of rivers? A body with the rhythms of the earth in its movements? No. Instead: a mind, shut off from the oxygen of alert senses, that has wasted itself on 'treasons, stratagems and spoils'
of importance only within four walls. A tame animal
in whom the strength of the species has outspent itself, to no purpose. — Dag Hammarskjold