Untidily Written Quotes & Sayings

Why do you still want to find her? The whispers taunt me. Why? Why?
It's a question they ask over and over again. And my answer is always the same. Because I decide when she can leave. Not her. — Marie Lu

For since a Prince by birth has fewer occasions and less need to give offence, he ought to be better loved, and will naturally be popular with his subjects unless outrageous vices make him odious. — Niccolo Machiavelli

Everything has become so pop-rock oriented that finding a role for a soprano, and finding an audience for a soprano, is tricky. Unless you're dealing with a revival, which is why I do so many revivals - because my specific tone and vocal quality lends itself to that type of writing. — Laura Benanti

Where we going, Dad?" Hamilton asked. "I don't know. But everybody else is leaving! — Rick Riordan

Of the things they possessed in common, greatest of all was their almost uncanny pull at each others hearts. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Capitalism cannot survive without a working class, while the working class can flourish a lot more freely without capitalism. — Terry Eagleton

History has shown that there are very few mechanisms as effective at maintaining the status quo as a set of institutionalized regulations. Once set in regulatory concrete, reconsideration of the basic underlying assumptions is very difficult. While it will be an uphill fight to re-examine the basic underlying assumptions of any law or administrative rule, it is clearly not impossible. It will just take longer than if not so well institutionalized. — Paul Baran

I used to brag that I can hold up any eviction - even if the landlord had legal rights, I could hold it up for a year. — Ed Lee

I had been looking for a New York apartment, but I said, Why not give LA a go? — Mira Sorvino

Mountains in all their moods are symbols of something greater, something worth aspiring to. Mountains are powerful, dangerous, beautiful, noble and mysterious. Mountains get respect. — Robert Genn

An accordion player posted himself at the curb and played La Paloma. The rug peddlers appeared with silken Keshans over their shoulders. A boy sold pistachios at the tables. It looked as it had always looked - until the newspaper boys came. The papers were almost torn from their hands and a few seconds later the terrace, with all the unfolded papers, appeared as if buried under a swarm of huge, white, bloodless moths sitting on their victims greedily, with noiseless flapping wings. — Erich Maria Remarque

My computer is a very complex gadget and it was designed by many designers, so why must the universe have only a single designer and not many designers? — Richard Dawkins

We simply need that wild country available to us ... For it can be a means of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures, a part of the geography of hope. — Wallace Stegner