Wormses Quotes & Sayings

Maybe we'll have more fun this summer but this particular fun is over. I want it to die violently instead of fading out sentimentally
that's why I gave this party. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Peace can be contributed to by respect for our ability in defense. — Herbert Hoover

You aren't born a winner, you aren't born a loser, you're born a chooser. — Shawn L. Harper

because, no matter how he'd come to hate her, he was also, even now, trying to impress her and win her praise, bringing her his Bertrand Russell papers as mother-flattering evidence of his outsize intellect, constructing his rhyme schemes. — Jonathan Franzen

Betrayal was the name of the game - to get what he'd have, to use every weapon in his arsenal — Anne Stuart

Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves. — Anne Fadiman

I am one of those who think, like Nobel, that humanity will draw more good than evil from new discoveries. — Marie Curie

don't sulk. you're acting just like a man. — Janet Fitch

This isn't over. I won't give up on you."
"I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has."
I stared at him in disbelief. All this time, he'd never phrased it like that. His protests had always been about some greater good, about the remorse he felt over being a monster of how it had scarred him from love. I've given up on you. Love fades. Mine has.
I backed up, the sting of those words hitting me as hard as if he'd slapped me. Something shifted in his features, like maybe he knew how much he'd hurt me. I didn't stick around to see. Instead, I pushed my way out of the aisle and ran out the doors in the back, afraid that if I stayed any longer, everyone in the church would see me cry. — Richelle Mead

There was a deep silence, only scraped on its surfaces by the faint quiver of empty seed-plumes, and broken grass-blades trembling in small air-movements they could not feel.
'Not a bird!' said Sam mournfully.
'No, no birds,' said Gollum. 'Nice birds!' He licked his teeth. 'No birds here. There are snakeses, wormses, things in the pools. Lots of things, lots of nasty things. No birds,' he ended sadly.
Sam looked at him with distaste. — J.R.R. Tolkien

Friends ... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams. — Henry David Thoreau

You may be wonderful with words, but your best writing comprises of the words that had been said to you by somebody else and had engraved on your memory forever... — Gaurav Sharma