Quotes for All
I don’t know how you feel, my brethren and sisters, but I’d rather be dead than to lose my liberty. I have no fear we’ll ever lose it because of invasion from the outside. But I do have fear that it may slip away from us because of our own indifference, our own negligence, as … Read more
And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life slips by like a field mouse Not shaking the grass Ezra Pound
But my body was telling its story. I have read a lot of stuff about cancer. I needed this book. I wish I’d had this book when I had cancer. I wanted someone to be talking to me about fart floors. I wanted somebody telling me what it was like to have a colostomy bag. … Read more
I’m an actress. To be honest, it’s a very awkward business. It’s one of those things where it’s almost like a first date. There’s a way you want to come across. You want to show your goods. The truth starts to slip out sometimes. Eva Mendes
You can learn from an ordinary bamboo leaf what ought to happen. It bends lower and lower under the weight of snow. Suddenly the snow slips to the ground without the leaf having stirred. Stay like that at the point of highest tension until the shot falls from you. So, indeed, it is: when the … Read more
One cannot permit unique opportunities to slip by for the sake of trifles. Erwin Rommel
Disregarding all evidence to the contrary, the student of Truth will maintain that he lives in a PERFECT Universe and among people potentially perfect. He will regulate his thinking to meet this necessity and refuse to believe in its opposite. At first he may be influenced by conditions, and he may appear weak, but as … Read more
If I was feeling depressed or frustrated about my lot in life, all I had to do was tap the Player One button, and my worries would instantly slip away as my mind focused itself on the relentless pixelated onslaught on the screen in front of me. There, inside the game’s two-dimensional universe, life was … Read more
„I forgive you for stealing my shawl.“ She smiles as he laughs. And then she vanishes. A simple trick of distracting his attention long enough to slip out through the hall, despite the lingering temptation to stay. Erin Morgenstern
But come back in November or December, in February or March, when the fog, la nebbia, settles upon the city like a marvelous monster, and you will have little trouble believing that things can appear and disappear in this labyrinthine city, or that time here could easily slip in its sprockets and take you, willingly … Read more