Youngerly Quotes & Sayings

But a writing project begins not just in doubt but also in faith-that if your passion is genuine, if you have mastered the elements of your craft, in the act of writing you will learn the rest of what you need to know in order to do justice to your subject. — Philip Gerard

Saving others is always more important than saving yourself. It has to be, or none of us would do any good. — David Levithan

Quite the opposite. I might fall on my face, but I feel born again. — Richard Foreman

Then one night Blake had saved them all.
Blake made the old organ into a tool. You could see right into his soul through the notes he played. Beckett knew why Blake had Jesus' eyes. Kindness, hope, and light filled the music he played. — Debra Anastasia

Fall in light, grow in light. — Jeff Buckley

Wow. I'm twenty years old. Rene Descartes invented analytic geometry in his early twenties. Talk about pressure. — Anna Kay Akana

I tell you now, Andy," said Sam, with awful superiority, "don't yer be a talkin' 'bout what yer don't know nothin' on; boys like you, Andy, means well, but they can't be spected to collusitate the great principles of action."
Andy looked rebuked, particularly by the hard word collusitate, which most of the youngerly members of the company seemed to consider as a settler in the case, while Sam proceeded. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

I chose this guy because he always says what he means and means what he says. -Twivortiare- — Ika Natassa

I admire Dickens beyond words. He is one of the greatest plotters of all times. Didn't have a clue about women, but he sure could plot. — Donna Leon

What makes bitter things sweet? Hunger. — Alcuin

Nothing else is alright. But we are. -Tobias — Veronica Roth

The actual growth in a person's life is the rise in his wisdom and not the raise in his pay or income. — Anuj

If you were in a drug store," said Stahr "-having a prescription filled-"
"You mean a chemist?" Boxley asked.
"If you were in a chemist's," conceded Stahr, "and you were getting a prescription for some member of your family who was very sick-"
"-Very ill?" queried Boxley.
"Very ill. Then whatever caught your attention through the window, whatever distracted you and held you would probably be material for pictures."
"A murder outside the window, you mean."
"There you go," said Stahr smiling. "It might be a spider working on the pane."
"Of course-I see."
"I'm afraid you don't, Mr. Boxley. You see it for your medium but not for ours. You keep the spiders for yourself and you try to pin the murders on us. — F Scott Fitzgerald