Undistinguishable Synonyms Quotes & Sayings

Irony ... may be defined as what people miss. — Julian Barnes

Droplets of yes and no, in an ocean of maybe. — Faith No More

To call this a recovery is an insult to recoveries. — Mitch McConnell

The internet makes it much easier for politicians to communicate directly with voters - think of the interest when David launched WebCameron, or Tony Blair's rather embarrassing attempt to catch up on YouTube. — Theresa May

Let the Art be brought back only for the good of the world. If it isn the hand of one who would use it for ill, in that world or this, then it will be upon you to destroy it - though its end means your own life-long exile. - Young Waeglim — Gary D. Schmidt

Honourable mention encourages science, and merit is fostered by praise. — Marcus Tullius Cicero

Lord, is it not Thy word, if any man lack wisdom, let him ask of God? Thou givest liberally, and upbraidest not. Thou hast said, if any be willing to do Thy will, he shall know. I am willing to do, let me know Thy will. — John Wesley

One opal cloudlet in an oval form reflects the rainbow of a thunderstorm which in a distant valley has been staged for we are most artistically caged. — Vladimir Nabokov

If I do something that depresses, it's not because I'm depressed, but because political life and history is depressing. — Anselm Kiefer

Our interpreting the universe as an artifact absolutely requires that we posit an author for it, or a celestial fimmaker, dramatist, painter, sculptor, composer, architect, or choreographer. And no one has been willing openly to posit such an artist for the universe since the American transcedentalists and before them the Medieval European philosophers. — Annie Dillard

You actions are your only true belongings. — Allan Lokos

When you're aggressive behind the plate, calling a game, that's when you're at your best. You can't be tentative. — Jorge Posada

Be careful. I wouldn't want anything to happen to the worst Spanish student in the history of the language."
I laughed. "No problemo. — Kiersten White

Why was he here? Why was he always, always, always around? Didn't he have a life? Didn't he have anything better to do? — Diana Peterfreund

He doesn't back away from the darkness; he wades into the murkiest shadows with me. We share a need that blends everything into one long grasp for the improbable. It's a healing to a tear, a filling of a void, a bending to a demand for more. And I give it all to him, laying open every remembered tear, every void, every demand to make it his own, our own. — Willow Madison