Desperandum Quotes

#1. Nil desperandum,
Never Despair. That is a motto for you and me. All are not dead; and where there is a spark of patriotic fire, we will rekindle it.

Samuel Adams

#2. The kids out there want something they can relate to, something that's real; most of that whiny stuff isn't real. The cheesy pop songs just bore me to death.

Jonathan Davis

#3. If you think you don't want to play another psychopath, but the script is amazing, and the director is fantastic, and the story is incredible, then you may end up playing your third psychopath in a row.

Damian Lewis

#4. Our nation is ripe with a multitude of successful people, who have achieved much for themselves with little impact on anyone else

Fela Durotoye

#5. I am seeing
that I cannot be a part of the music that sets him
free.

David Levithan

#6. Brian's face turned pouty. "So you were just blowing smoke up my ass." Anna smiled dimly. "You may have been inhaling, dear, but I wasn't blowing.

Armistead Maupin

#7. Fresca, or Diet Rite?" I asked. "I'll have a Fanta," she said.

Rachel Cohn

#8. I LOVE, THE MELODY IN YOUR VOICE, THE SOUND OF YOUR LAUGHTER, THE RHYTHM OF YOUR WAYS, THE BEATING OF YOUR HEART. YOU, ARE MUSIC TO ME. Romantic

John M. Ortiz

#9. The most ordinary words have amazing life in them.

Robert P. T. Coffin

#10. I like surprising myself. I don't want to do the norm, do what I'm always known to do, write how I like to write.

Brendon Urie

#11. Who's the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who's horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?

Rebecca Stead

#12. It would be wise to be concerned about the introvert who is deprived of solitude. Is she neglecting herself due to depression? Is she falling victim to guilt and self-reproach? Does she feel cut off from pleasure? Does she feel dead?

Laurie A. Helgoe

#13. I mean it shouldn't hang you up emotionally if your record fails.

Bruce Johnston

#14. Quick, where is the Red Cross God with the ointment and plaster the needle and thread and the clean linen bandages to mummify our festering dreams?

Janet Frame