Linklater Voice Quotes

#1. They prickled her like thorns and leaves growing under her skin, and she felt the ache of a glass vine caging her forearm. They would crack, and the jagged pieces would cut into her wrists. Her blood would tint the glass. It would splinter and cut deeper into her.

Anna-Marie McLemore

#2. To free the voice is to free the person.

Kristin Linklater

#3. The church of the Lord is spread over all the globe, and is thus universal; and all those are in it who have lived in the good of charity in accordance with their religion ...

Emanuel Swedenborg

#4. Listen to me," he said, "do you really think women are the flower of life? You know, you can get fed up with them after a while ... All they do is stop you achieving anything serious.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

#5. Life's a sequence of gambles. You're going to win some. You're going to lose some. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't play the game.

Nicole Williams

#6. She would make a man of me. She puts strength and courage into me as no one else can. She is unlike any girl I ever saw; there's no sentimentality about her; she is wise, and kind, and sweet. She says what she means, looks you straight in the eye, and is as true as steel.

Louisa May Alcott

#7. Truth derives its strength not so much from itself as from the brilliant contrast it makes with what is only apparently true. This applies especially to Chess, where it is often found that the profoundest moves do not much startle the imagination.

Emanuel Lasker

#8. At one point I intended to write precursor and sequel novels, about the establishment of the Web and its next evolution, but I am very unlikely to now; they would take place in a different universe.

John M. Ford

#9. In the end, the problem of Europe is the same problem that haunted its greatest moment, the Enlightenment. It is the Faustian spirit, the desire to possess everything even at the cost of their souls.

George Friedman

#10. He pulled back, staring at her in the dim carriage, his brows still knit. "Megs?"
Oh, right. She still hadn't told him. Well, it was his own fault; his mouth was simply delicious.
"I love you," she said, speaking clearly so that there might be no confusion.

Elizabeth Hoyt