Alex Solovy Quotes

#1. Any time you talk to anyone about something that they love, they're, like, their most beautiful. It's a cool gift to get to talk to people about what they love.

Amy Poehler

#2. The real genres: good and bad.

Franz Grillparzer

#3. Judy's friend that she has known the longest has just broken up with her boyfriend and is depressed. Judy likes her more now that she is depressed and feels unmotivated in life. Judy feels unmotivated in life.

Ellen Kennedy

#4. Finally, two days ago, I succeeded - not on account of my hard efforts, but by the grace of the Lord. Like a sudden flash of lightning, the riddle was solved. I am unable to say what was the conducting thread that connected what I previously knew with what made my success possible.

Carl Friedrich Gauss

#5. Dare we face the question of just how much of the darkness around us is of our own making?

Betty MacDonald

#6. They sit in their soundproof rooms and issue tone-deaf edicts and call themselves controlling the world. And one day they ask you to die for them.

G.S. Jennsen

#7. Unto each man comes a day when his favorite sins all forsake him, And he complacently thinks he has forsaken his sins.

John Hay

#8. The days she was finally brought out of the house would later be remembered as a day when shadows seemed blacker, as if something more lingered in those darkened spaces.

Leslye Walton

#9. I pick up my knitting and wind the yarn around my fingers so I can finish the row. The needles whisper softly as they slide against each other, as if telling secrets.

Lynn Austin

#10. Her pulse raced, pounding in her ears above the howling wind. A wave of dizziness crashed over her with the rapid flood of adrenaline. She gasped in a breath. "Don't let go.

G.S. Jennsen

#11. We're all just pinballs, getting bonked around wherever our upbringings kick us.

Cara McKenna

#12. It might do me well to trip and fall,
to stumble blindly and to crawl,
for some reason ...
or none at all.

Shaun Hick

#13. Yes, she loved her ship more than she had loved him. But what she loved even more was what it gave her: freedom, and the key to the marvels of space. It gave her the stars, and she doubted she could ever love anything or anyone more than she loved the stars.

G.S. Jennsen