Venitem Quotes & Sayings

Glory lies in the attempt to reach one's goal and not in reaching it. — Mahatma Gandhi

But even with my minimal amount of fame, there are certain perks. Recently, I was at a movie premier, and at the party after the movie, Meryl Streep was loose, walking around the room like a normal person. Absolutely nothing was preventing me from lunging toward her and shrieking Dingoes ate my baby! Dingoes ate my baby! — Augusten Burroughs

Have you ever noticed how hard it is to find a shadow in the night? I guess that's why so many people are so obsessed with the idea of bringing things to the light ... to the clear, so to speak. — Eiry Nieves

The art of being officially old seems to lie in cooperative submission. — Anne Truitt

She discussed her unhappiness with Mary Pereira, but the ayah only told her that there was no happiness to be gained from "the mens"; they made pickles together as they talked, and Amina stirred her disappointments into a hot lime chutney which never failed to bring tears to the eyes. — Salman Rushdie

87. That I might drink and leave the world unseen, and with thee fade away into the forest dim: Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget what thou among leaves hast never known, the weariness, the fever and the fret. — John Keats

Perhaps I should go back a few years earlier. My parents, who travelled from Odessa, the Russian city on the Black Sea, shortly before the 1914 war, were part of a vast migration of Jews fleeing Tsarist oppression to the dream of America that obsessed poor men all over Europe. The tailors thought of it as a place where people had, maybe, three, four different suits to wear. Glaziers grew dizzy with excitement reckoning up the number of windows in even one little skyscraper. Cobblers counted twelve million feet, a shoe on each. There was gold in the streets for all trades; a meat dinner every single day. And Freedom. That was not something to be sneezed at, either.

But my parents never got to America. — Emanuel Litvinoff

I just watched you bend over a pool table in those ridiculously tight jeans. Over. And over. You think I could stop at kissing? — Tessa Bailey