Van Woudenberg Alternaria Quotes & Sayings

Closure is bullshit. — James Ellroy

But I also think all of the great stories in literature deal with loneliness. Sometimes it's by way of heartbreak, sometimes it's by way of injustice, sometimes it's by way of fate. There's an infinite number of ways to examine it. — Tom Hanks

We ought to be using nuclear power. It's a renewable source of energy. — George W. Bush

Yet this perhaps is what love does, or the memory of it; it sucks the life from the living, glorying body and leaves it, when love has gone, a shred, a simulacrum - dross, to be swept up from the factory floor, pitiful and dusty, useless ... Do all men and women feel love before they die? This force, this source of light, that lies before the sun; glances off mountains and lakes, blinding and dazzling, on a Sunday afternoon; so brilliant you have to guard your soul, fold your arms to shield your heart from the very memory of it. — Fay Weldon

The Bible teaches that there is a holy God whose law constitutes a transcendent, universally valid standard of right and wrong. Our choice has no effect at all on this standard; our choice simply determines whether we accept it, or reject it and suffer the consequences. — Charles W. Colson

My activism does not need proof to be real. It exists in the work of my bones against weight in the morning. — Amandla Stenberg

There is no flock, however watched and tended, but one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside howsoe'er defended, but has one vacant chair. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I'm always writing new songs and doing them live, and I may do it for a week or two, and then never do it again. — Bob Schneider

Ayn Rand more than anyone else did a fantastic job of explaining the morality of capitalism, the morality of individualism. — Paul Ryan

You can't give up! If you give up, you're like everybody else. — Chris Evert

He tip-toed past the double bed that had been placed in a corner - wrought-iron headboard, embroidered pillows, amulets against the evil-eye and a satiny, cobalt-blue bedspread. Blue was Iskender's favourite colour. It was the colour for boys, which meant the sky was a boy. So were the rivers and lakes. And the oceans, though he had yet to see one. — Elif Shafak