Voile Blanche Quotes & Sayings

Even though it was beautiful and comfortable, and even though it was the world, it was also a little bit boring.
No, wait. Maybe boring isn't the right word. What's the word I'm wanting here? Lonely. That's it. It was a little bit lonely. — Catherine Ryan Hyde

Over the years, I have developed a visceral reaction to families and victims expressing surprise at tragedy. Why are we surprised? Why do we forget we are mortal? Bad, bad things happen everywhere, every day. Humans, for better or worse, harbor this feeling that we - individually - are special. A patch of ice or a pea-sized blood clot makes a mockery of that illusion in a heartbeat. We are not special at all. — Michael Perry

And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief; — William Cullen Bryant

One of the mistakes I made was placing too much trust in Montesinos. — Alberto Fujimori

I'm a tomboy. I love shooting guns and running around. — Eva Longoria

There is no doubt that the actions of ISIS are designed to amplify their power and the threat that they pose. That helps them recruit. That adds in the twisted thoughts of some young person that they might want to have carry out an action that somehow they're part of a larger movement. — Barack Obama

But you haven't never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied. You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don't love and don't have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined. — Carson McCullers

The Lord works in mysterious ways, all right. Wish a baby dead, get another one in return as punishment. This is my reckoning. — Amy Lukavics

I don't find any kind of tension very productive, I find it destructive, actually. — Shirley Manson

For this beauty,
beauty without strength,
chokes out life. — Hilda Doolittle