Obus Ultra Quotes

#1. The constitution is for us all to live together, a common life, we need each other.

Pope Theodoros II

#2. Where I am not understood, it shall be concluded that something very useful and profound is couched underneath.

Jonathan Swift

#3. It's so good to see you," she whispered privately in the midst of the crowd. When she held him, there was no crowd, there was only him. There was always only him in her heart and soul.

Terry Goodkind

#4. Penalty is different than punishment, because it offers something with which to regain honor.

Vanna Bonta

#5. Whatever be the motives which induce men to write,
whether avarice or fame,
the country becomes more wise and happy in which they most serve for instructors.

Oliver Goldsmith

#6. You can't have intentions without consequences. The question is, who pays for the consequences? Saving fish from drowning. Same thing. Who's saved? Who's not?

Amy Tan

#7. I knew that Kitty and I felt just the same- only, of course, about different things. I should have remembered this, later.

Sarah Waters

#8. It is quite an old-fashioned fallacy to suppose that our objection to scepticism is that it removes the discipline from life. Our objection to scepticism is that it removes the motive power. Materialism is not a thing which destroys mere restraint. Materialism itself is the great restraint.

G.K. Chesterton

#9. I truly realized that health is a precious, fragile gift. We are all guilty of taking it for granted. I felt so guilty that it took something like this to make me realize what was important.

Lisa Wainland

#10. If the people would but analyze the human equation of a prison they might better account for the crimes that are visited upon them in cities, towns, and hamlets, ofttimes by men who graduated with an education and equipment for just that sort of retributive service from some penal institution.

Eugene V. Debs

#11. How long have you been a Sidhe-sicle?

Jim Butcher

#12. Change was incessant, and change perhaps would never cease. High battlements of thought, habits that had seemed as durable as stone, went down like shadows at the touch of another mind and left a naked sky and fresh stars twinkling in it.

Virginia Woolf

#13. So it goes as I work my way down the page, and each cluster of marks is a
word, and each word is a sound in my head, and each time I write another
word, I hear the sound of my own voice, even though my lips are silent.

Paul Auster

#14. But we own nothing they want, so we don't qualify as terrorists.

Margaret Atwood