We Went Through Alot Together Quotes & Sayings

For me, the fiction writer's job is to take the small, stupid process of learning to use an iPhone - and suddenly you're the guy who's asking your daughter, "When I go on Facebook, can it see me?" — George Saunders

It is of the highest importance in the art of detection to be able to recognize, out of a number of facts, which are incidental and which vital. Otherwise your energy and attention must be dissipated instead of being concentrated. — Arthur Conan Doyle

Nobody wants to remain poor. Those who are poor want to move away from poverty. That is why, all our programmes must be for the poor. All our schemes must serve the poor. — Narendra Modi

I use very few muscles at the best of times. — Johnny Vegas

Mary girl, life is as simple as we let it be. — Genevieve Dewey

I transmit but do not create. I place my trust in the teachings of antiquity. — Confucius

Nature has provided two great gifts: life and then the diversity of living things, jellyfish and humans, worms and crocodiles. I don't undervalue the investigation of commonalities but can't avoid the conclusion that diversity has been relatively neglected, especially as concerns the brain. — Theodore Holmes Bullock

He was the toast to her butter. — Nicholas Sparks

I had of course met with incredulity..., but seldom with a will to incredulity. — Ursula K. Le Guin

He stood there, his eyes like they had been before. Their beauty stabbed at her heart like a great knife; the hair looked so like she had just pressed the wet comb to it and perhaps put a little pomade on the sides; and the small face was clean and sad. Yet her arms somehow did not ache to hold him like her heart told her they should. Something too far away and too strong was between her and him; she only saw him as she had always seen resurrection pictures, hidden from us as in a wonderful mist that will not let us see our love complete. — James Purdy

Shakespeare must be a black girl. — Maya Angelou

I watch her blond head until it disappears around the bend, and I feel bare, like there's nothing left to protect me against pain. Her absence stings worst of all. — Veronica Roth

the centre of every poem is this:
i have loved you. i have had to deal with that. — Salma Deera