Wallbank Springs Quotes & Sayings

She is coming, my own, my sweet;
Were it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat,
Were it earth in an earthly bed;
My dust would hear her and beat,
Had I lain for a century dead;
Would start and tremble under her feet,
And blossom in purple and red. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Friendship is a difficult, dangerous job. It is also (though we rarely admit it) extremely exhausting. — Elizabeth Bibesco

In a tribal organization, even in time of peace, service to tribe or state predominates over all self seeking; in war, service for the tribe or state becomes supreme, and personal liberty is suspended. — Arthur Keith

Greek women were not allowed to be: free and untamed. In fact, Artemis is a bit of a paradox. On the one hand, her commitment to purity must have been greatly admired by Ancient Greeks; yet she is also untamable and answers to no man. She is truly the eternal wild child who never has to grow up and shoulder the responsibilities that adulthood brings. She never has to compromise herself or conform to any of society's standards. No wonder she is associated with the moon - completely untouchable, forever unattainable. If offered the option of becoming one of Artemis' immortal maidens, freed forever from the shackles of marriage or slavery, I think many Ancient Greek women would have jumped on that bandwagon as it careened past — Rick Riordan

If I can contribute to people having fun, I would feel very fulfilled as an artist. — Shakira

Flex that muscle in your heart. The important thing is that it becomes your compass... — Susie Buffett

And waking, once again, face smudged into Andrea's couch, the red quilt humped around her shoulders, smelling coffee, while Andrea hummed some Tokyo pop song to herself in the next room, dressing, in a gray morning of Paris rain. — William Gibson

I've never begged a man to take me. That I'm doing it now is a sure sign that I'm losing my morals in Montana. — J.C. Reed

But that's men all over ... Poor dears, they can't help it. They haven't got logical minds. — Dorothy L. Sayers

I felt that I had entered one of the most creative periods of my life. But it was neither balanced nor sustainable, and I sensed that I was quickly approaching a crossroads in my life. — Elle Luna

Herbs carried in special baskets, bread wrapped in knotted, muslin cloths, thick stews soured with unripe grape juice, carrots boiled with sugar and rosewater, yoghurt hung from dripping bags, its whey dried in sheets on trays in the sun. — Jennifer Klinec