Umrla Lepa Quotes & Sayings

It was not a monster that lay sleeping on the white sheets. Nor a faceless horror. Nor even the white bear.
It was a man.
His hair was golden, glowing bright as a bonfire in the light of the candle. And his features were fair, I suppose, but he was a stranger and that somehow was the greatest shock of all- that I had been lying all these months beside a complete stranger. — Edith Pattou

How can you use what most excites, angers, or upsets you to achieve what you want to be, do or experience? — Julie Connor

His words held depth, but not enough to make her forget the desire to do something more than just leave the hospital alive. All she could think of now was the pain of running away. She'd left her family, left Prague behind out of fear. And still war had chased her to an ARP shelter in the heart of London. How could she run again? Something mattered in standing up to fight. — Kristy Cambron

Indeed, the crowning proof of their valour and their strength is that they keep up their superiority without harm to others. — Tacitus

Computer programming is an art, because it applies accumulated knowledge to the world, because it requires skill and ingenuity, and especially because it produces objects of beauty. A programmer who subconsciously views himself as an artist will enjoy what he does and will do it better. — Donald Knuth

Was it my fault, that, whilst the peculiar charms of her sister afforded me an agreeable entertainment, a passion for me was engendered in her feeble heart? — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I hope one of my fans has one of your kids shot: and blames it on acid, prozac, and slipknot. — Immortal Technique

There comes a time for each of us when we realize the truth about the enemy. Which is that he is not an idea, or some faceless demon. He is a man. And every man is much like ourselves. — Brian Van Reet

What you see at the beginning and think you know is absolutely not what you're going to know at the end. — Edward Kitsis

There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. — George R R Martin