Two Weeks With The Queen Quotes & Sayings

I agree that not responding, and blocking his email, is the way to deal with the man you hope falls silent again. — Emily Yoffe

CEOs who can hire properly, that's the most important part of the job. The CEO's job is really to hire the right team and execute the vision second. — Bill Maris

The library was magical because every time I walked through the door, there were literally thousands of voices ready and willing to have a conversation with me. I walked through the door, stared at all those stacks and bindings, and whispered, Tell me a story. — Charles Martin

It's not supernatural. It's something normal. — Simona Halep

So much for the bimbo alert; if she read books like that, then there was a light on upstairs, above the splendid front porch. — C.I. Dennis

The shovel is brother to the gun. — Carl Sandburg

I have often been afraid, but I would not give in to it. I made myself act as though I was not afraid and gradually my fear disappeared. — Theodore Roosevelt

And if I have always behaved like a pig, the fault lies not with me but with my superiors, who corrected me only on points of detail instead of showing me the essence of the system ... — Samuel Beckett

Whatever we have done in withdrawing from full consciousness of the One Mind, we are doing now. Whatever we are doing will always be within us to do, even when we are not doing it, and therefore is not to be resisted, but transcended. These are reminders I frequently use: "That's always within me." "This, too, can be experienced with a completely expanded awareness." — Thaddeus Golas

(...) pick up your axe, start at the roots

don't miss the trunk, never forget:

to end life truly and finally

start at the roots or end there. — Moonshine Noire

I didn't want to identify the body, or see it at all. If you don't see the body, it's easier to believe nobody's dead. — Margaret Atwood

Touch it gently, put two fingers inside, make sure it's wet & rub up & down. Yep that's how you wash a cup! — Ashley Purdy

authoring a book is the sound of your voice around the world — Johnnie Dent Jr.

They resumed walking. Alex felt an ache in his eyes and throat. "I don't know what happened to me," he said, shaking his head. "I honestly don't."
Bennie glanced at him, a middle-aged man with chaotic silver hair and thoughtful eyes. "You grew up, Alex," he said, "just like the rest of us. — Jennifer Egan

howled like a wounded animal, and Hazel had cried for three — Leah Wyett