Tthat Was Killing Quotes & Sayings

The hours went by quickly, like the proverbial sands slipping down, down, down the center of the hourglass. — Victoria Kahler

Death is pretty final./I'm collecting vinyl./I'm gonna DJ at the end of the world/'cause if heaven does exists/with a kickin' playlist/I don't wanna miss it at the end of the world — Michael Stipe

Two brothers. Two different worlds. Different mothers, of course. Did that explain it? Women usually explained everything. — Margaret Way

Please leave me alone; let me go on to the stars. — Arthur C. Clarke

In this light, my spirit saw through all things and into all creatures and I recognized God in grass and plants. — Jakob Bohme

A person whom is unhappy with life realizes that their construction of a self-image is incompatible with their earthly reality. An unhappy person must alter their internal or external world; otherwise, their sadness, sorrow, grief, and misery will remain unabated. Misery and desperation can lead to change, but only if a person is willing to learn, explore, and try. — Kilroy J. Oldster

I spent my entire childhood in an environment in which the mighty of the earth had no place outside story books and dreams. — Halldor Laxness

I screamed until my voice dried up in my throat. We all did. All of us in Ward Six, all of us forgotten, left to rot. — Lauren Oliver

Gratitude - the meanest and most snivelling attribute in the world. — Dorothy Parker

The truth is that not story or life lived goes on without the experiences changing you. For better or worse, life does that. The events that take place make you who you are. Sometimes they take more than you have to give. — Joann Buchanan

THERE is such a thing as hunger for more than food, and that was the hunger I fed on. I was poor, my work unknown; often without meals; cold, too, in winter in my little studio on the West Side. But that was the least of it. When I talk about trouble, I am not talking about cold and hunger. There is another kind of suffering for the artist which is worse than anything a winter, or poverty, can do; it is more like a winter of the mind, in which the life of his genius, the living sap of his work, seems frozen and motionless, caught - perhaps forever - in a season of death; and who knows if spring will ever come again to set it free? It — Robert Nathan

I think that anybody's craft is fascinating. A taxi driver talking about taxi driving is going to be very, very interesting. — James Lipton

The Negro has been here in America since 1619, a total of 344 years. He is not going anywhere else; this country is his home. He wants to do his part to help make his city, state, and nation a better place for everyone, regardless of color and race. — Medgar Evers