Countlessly Quotes

#1. And even if it is fake, even if it is for another woman, I want it. Badly. - Author: Alessandra Torre

#2. Interviewing friends is a tough one. Your duty to the interview must transcend your friendship. Occasionally you'll lose a friend. - Author: Walter Cronkite

#3. On one level the sixties revolt was an impressive illustration of Lenin's remark that the capitalist will sell you the rope to hang him with. - Author: Ellen Willis

#4. I always intended to move back to New York when I was first there. - Author: Martin Henderson

#5. Elliot seemed out of place to Ilyas, so bright amongst the mud and dust that made up the camp. - Author: Astrid Amara

#6. I never wanted to be a Cold War novelist. - Author: Alan Furst

#7. Hey, he says again, sitting down next to me as though he knows me well. Need rescuing? - Author: Huntley Fitzpatrick

#8. I am providing a service that many people obviously value. - Author: Matthew Lesko

#9. It is through their not being full of themselves that they can afford to seem worn and not appear new and complete. - Author: Lao-Tzu

#10. In the end we just realize there's no end. It just goes on forever, in countlessly new forms. That's what's wonderful about the universe there's no escape from living. Death doesn't even end it. - Author: Frederick Lenz

#11. We can break step. Magnificent living beings that we are, we humans are free to unravel our patterns. - Author: Louisa Hall

#12. I like someone who laughs, but not all the time, and not too loud. I like it when someone laughs at the world, and not at someone in particular - when some particularly absurd thing happens, not just someone falling down. - Author: Erin McKean

#13. I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian's writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it. - Author: Richelle Mead

#14. I tossed my shoulders and swaggered away, whistling with pleasure. In the gutter I saw a long cigaret butt. I picked it up without shame, lit it as I stood with one foot in the gutter, puffed it and exhaled toward the stars. I was an American, and goddamn proud of it. - Author: John Fante

#15. Thirst of wealth no quiet knows, But near the death-bed fierce grows. - Author: Anne Finch