Volubility Define Quotes & Sayings

Reason is not the same in all men; human beings belong to a variety of psychological types separated one from another by irreducible differences. — Aldous Huxley

[E]verywhere I'm looking at kids, adults mostly don't seem to like them, not even the parents do. They call the kids gorgeous and so cute, they make the kids do the thing all over again so they can take a photo, but they don't want to actually play with them, they'd rather drink coffee talking to other adults. Sometimes there's a small kid crying and the Ma of it doesn't even hear. — Emma Donoghue

You can survive in New York without much, if you're careful. You have to make your own food at home, and don't buy a lot of clothes. — Ilana Glazer

I think as long as you're not being malicious and you're not hurting people then you should not be ashamed of what you do. — Lily Allen

Natural selection is the blind watchmaker, blind because it does not see ahead, does not plan consequences, has no purpose in view. Yet the living results of natural selection overwhelmingly impress us with the appearance of design as if by a master watchmaker, impress us with the illusion of design and planning. — Richard Dawkins

Oh, great king with your dreams of grandeur yet to come/ vile as you are so shall your end be. — Euripides

The camera can represent flesh so superbly that, if I dared, I would never photograph a figure without asking that figure to take its clothes off. — George Bernard Shaw

I believe that when you stop renewing and are no longer open to change and the possibilities that continually unfold, you stop being alive and are just getting through the years. Transformation doesn't happen unless you're willing: It's your choice. — Oprah Winfrey

the only time she looked straight at anything was when she looked out a window. — Junot Diaz

Poorness never left you, she told him. It was a hunger that embedded itself into your bones. It starved you, even when you were full. "I'm — Brit Bennett

At the door Queen Phillipa turned slowly back. "Love," she repeated, her face suddenly gone girlishly soft before it turned to pale marble again. "Love fades, poor Joan, and then there is only duty and remembrance. — Karen Harper

All you need to do is write truly and not care about what the fate of it is. — Ernest Hemingway,