Xunit Quotes & Sayings

The dark was still a mystery, something hidden, something to be scared of, but I'd come to fear the light, too. It was where everything was revealed, or seemed to be. — Sarah Dessen

I'm with you on measuring this week in letters and the two-day drought we are about to experience. If only there was a way to transport letters faster, through some sort of electronic device that codes messages and sends them through the air. But that's just crazy talk.

Friday from me:

Sending letters through the sky? Like when airplanes attach notes to their tails? I thought they only advertised for going-out-of-business sales. But perhaps our letters would be okay up there as well. I wonder how much they charge per word. — Kasie West

No its you," she said. How far away her voice sounded, as though it had traveled to London already, ahead of her. "Your ducal self assurance. Everything will give way to you. Even Satan's own storm."
"You are definitely improving," he said. "Full mocking sentences. — Loretta Chase

Openness doesn't come from resisting our fears but rather from getting to know them well. — Pema Chodron

All human history moves towards one great goal — James Joyce

When you are DIFFERENT(in anyway)
When You are SPECIAL(in all ways)sometimes you have to get used to being on your own — Glee

In a way, we are magicians. We are alchemists, sorcerers and wizards. We are a very strange bunch. But there is great fun in being a wizard. — Billy Joel

We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us. — Anne Rice

When talking of political addresses in Bihar, two of them stand out. One is that of Sadaqat Ashram, the famous Congress address of yore, and the other that of Patna house of the three-time Congress chief minister, Dr Jagannath Mishra, perhaps the last vestige of the grand, old party in Bihar. — Santosh Singh

Dany was flushed and breathless, her heart fluttering in her chest. He cupped her face in his huge hands and she looked into his eyes. "No?" he said, and she knew it was a question. She took his hand and moved it down to the wetness between her thighs. "Yes," she whispered as she put his finger inside her. — George R R Martin