Volkner Mobile Quotes & Sayings

From this outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that he wished to go on living. Did all dying people feel this way, as if they had never lived? Did life seem that short, indeed, over and done before you took a breath? Did it seem this abrupt and impossible to everyone, or only to himself, here, now, with a few hours left to him for thought and deliberation? — Ray Bradbury

Together they read the message. COVER YOUR BUTT. BERNARD IS WATCHING. - GOD Bernard went red with anger. "Who did this!" he shouted. "God," said Shen. — Orson Scott Card

I grew up in a small town, in a small community, and I would not have had access to great plays when I was a kid were it not for the films of 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' and 'Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.' — Tracy Letts

Father looked puzzled. My witty repartee was completely lost on him. — Alan Bradley

My father cared a lot about me, but he never gave me the satisfaction of really knowing it. Hitting .390 wasn't enough for him. Nothing seemed to be. He was not trying to be mean. He was just seeing to it that I never got self-satisfied, that I worked hard to get the most out of what I had. — George Brett

Give everyone a chance to have a piece of the pie. If the pie's not big enough, make a bigger pie. — Dave Thomas

He somehow saw that to her being drunk had its whole long sentimental history, whereas to him it was a freakish novelty. — Alan Hollinghurst

Is the circle of fifths a drinking game? — Mike Burns

Also ... the plan sounded exactly like the sneaky, twisted, ridiculously annoying and noble sort of thing Leo Valdez would do. — Rick Riordan

How can one dive into the intricate mystery of man when One doesn't see where One is located — Saraha

The strange thing was how quiet everything became just in that moment. Everything. All of existence, covered in a thick, still blanket of complete silence. The screeching tires and the yelling all paused. And then it happened: the white flash. It was blinding, taking away all definition of earth and sky, leaving nothing visible but the awful purity of the white. I remember that I flinched instinctively. That was all I really had time to do. Then, as if to announce my passing and that of all three-hundred-and-fourteen other souls working the midnight shift at the plant, came the roar. It was a guttural thunderous growl, like some great evil had just been released into the world. After that ... — Dennis Sharpe

Finn, what am I going to do with you?" His smile is an easy glide, but his eyes hold mine a beat too long. "Keep me. I'm pretty sure I'm good for no one else. — Kristen Callihan