Wild Strawberries 1957 Quotes & Sayings

Love can make a summer fly, or a night seem like a lifetime. — Andrew Lloyd Webber

Meow,' Cat Norman said simply, parking his big butt by my foot and looking up at me. 'Meow.'
'I hate you,' I told him. He didn't even flinch. — Sarah Dessen

I'm not picky, quite honestly. — Daniel Day-Lewis

You just don't heal that easy unless you're young. — Sugar Ray Leonard

It might have felt easier if she'd been able to say that she moved across the room to him in a trance, as if he were a vampire exerting some kind of mind control. That would have been a cop-out, though. Not to mention a lie. She was exquisitely aware of every movement she made as she uncurled her legs, rose from her chair and walked slowly and carefully around the end of the coffee table towards him. She felt the wide hem of her yoga pants sway around her ankles, felt the nap of the blue-and-green area rug and then the cool smoothness of the wooden floorboards beneath her feet. She felt the way the thick sofa cushions gave beneath her as she sat beside him and the pull of gravity when his heavier weight made a deeper depression that her body rolled naturally into ... And then she felt everything. — Christine Warren

Life was really too short and twisted to hold grudges, especially over something she truly had no control over. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

What makes it difficult for people trying to follow a dream is that the whole time you feel like you're slamming your head against the wall. So it's nice to make a breakthrough and not kind of lying there with your head bleeding. — Lewis Black

We modern Marxists regard socialism as a historically brief transitional stage between feudalism and capitalism, necessary only in backward countries. — John McCarthy

The majority of the men of the North, and of the South and East and West, are not men of principle. If they vote, they do not sendmen to Congress on errands of humanity; but while their brothers and sisters are being scourged and hung for loving liberty, ... it is the mismanagement of wood and iron and stone and gold which concerns them. — Henry David Thoreau