Mill House Quotes

#1. I live in a market town in a mill house with the river running both sides and Somerfield's car park only a loose nine iron away, and I really, really, really love it.

David Hemmings

#2. Often times, I'm surprised by what I'm writing or what I'm playing, and then that inspires me to keep going with it, so it ends up being a very adventurous process.

Marketa Irglova

#3. Marriage is the only actual bondage known to our law. There remain no legal slaves, except the mistress of every house.

John Stuart Mill

#4. To mistake money for wealth, is the same sort of error as to mistake the highway which may be the easiest way of getting to your house or lands, for the house and lands themselves.

John Stuart Mill

#5. Give. Give generously, abundantly, and sacrificially. Give not because your stuff is bad. Give because your heart has been captured by a Savior who has produced in you overflowing joy, welling up in rich generosity.

David Platt

#6. You have to know how to keep things in perspective.

Tony Parker

#7. We no longer believe in fairy tales. But we will learn to believe in monsters

Francesca Lia Block

#8. Your world is very small. Your world is bundle of your experiences. Have you observed this?

Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

#9. Sex without smiling is as sickly and as base as vodka and tonic without ice.

Stephen Fry

#10. I mean, technically, he wasn't fired," Emilia clarified. "He was reassigned. But precision of language has never been the gossip mill's forte, and I guess anything's a pretty big step down after the White House.

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#11. I just like to talk to people. I don't know how to bridge the gap between getting to know someone and then schmoozing and sort of working contacts and business connections.

Michael Rady

#12. I am everything untamed and untameable! It brought Conor up close to its eye. I am this wild earth, come for you, Conor O'Malley.

Patrick Ness

#13. She hadn't known what love was, but she knew it now. Love was the fluttering in her tummy whenever Carmine was near, the twinkle in his eye when he laughed, the heat in her body from his words. Love was happy. Love was safe. Love was green. Love was him, the beautifully flawed boy who made her glow.

J.M. Darhower

#14. Still, we made it back to the corn mill, and even though it felt like a dwarf with a chisel had taken up permanent residence in my frontal lobe, I managed to stagger all the way back to the house.

Rachel Hawkins