Yennaris Quotes & Sayings

Classical plays require more imagination and more general training to be able to do. That's why I like playing Shakespeare better than anything else. — Vivien Leigh

You are omniscient as ever, Dumbledore."
"Oh, no, merely friendly with the local barmen. — J.K. Rowling

Both the Moral Majority, who are recycling medieval language to explain AIDS, and those ultra-leftists who attribute AIDS to some sort of conspiracy, have a clearly political analysis of the epidemic. But even if one attributes its cause to a microorganism rather than the wrath of God, or the workings of the CIA, it is clear that the way in which AIDS has been perceived, conceptualized, imagined, researched and financed makes this the most political of diseases. — Dennis Altman

THE REPTILE ROOM — Lemony Snicket

Because God the Sonnets is made of the energy of the Holy Spirit, He is the door for us to enter the Kingdom of Heaven...The Buddha is also described as a door, a teacher, who shows us the way in this life. — Thich Nhat Hanh

There was, she noticed, a fragment of frozen pea caught in the setting of her engagement ring. — Robert Galbraith

Beckett, love is something I can't do. I don't even know that I believe in it, it's like unicorns, you want to believe in them, but have you ever seen one?

~Mitchell — S.M. Stryker

Again Katie Ann wondered which was worse - that Martha was mad at her for not telling her about the letter, or that she was about to be left alone with Eli. — Beth Wiseman

I tended to give a book a chance and another chance and another, sometimes seeing it all the way to the end, still hoping for for it turn out different. Maybe I was confused about what you owed a book. What you owed people, for that matter, real or fictional. — Deb Caletti

If its danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm. — Donna Lynn Hope

I was born in Boston, Massachusetts on May 16, 1923, the only child of Joel and Sylvia Miller. — Merton Miller

he came into this world infected with wanderlust — Ellen Hopkins