Quotes About Readingg

#1. She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his; and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.

Kate Chopin

#2. I believe that this is not only the view of the people on both sides of the Strait. It is also the common expectation of the US, Japan and the international community.

Chen Shui-bian

#3. Opinions are based on experiences and experience is always connected with emotions. Anything linked with emotions is always biased.

Nauman Khan

#4. alfresco
the sommelier decants
a red sunset

Scott Mason

#5. There are two ways to look at life and the world. We can see the good or the bad, the beautiful or the ugly. Both are there, and what we focus on and choose to see is what brings us feelings of joy or feelings of despair.

Lloyd D. Newell

#6. The purpose of armed struggle is not simply to kill ... its purpose is to reach a political goal.

Abu Abbas

#7. Are you related to Criss Angel? Because you look like an angel.

Kristen Schaal

#8. I don't need the aid of a clever man to teach me how to live. I can find it out for myself.

Henry James

#9. At times I think I can hear my brain screaming, I am reading here, so please, all other body parts, do your best to keep up!

Camron Wright

#10. Everything we see, everything that exists, is part of God.

Juanes

#11. I like to be real. I don't like things to be staged or fussy.

Alice Temperley

#12. That's the beauty of song writing. You never know when inspiration will come or how it will hit, you just gotta kinda grasp a hold of it and make sense of it somehow.

Kimbra

#13. In front of us lay a smooth sandy beach, beyond which rose gradually a high wooded country, and behind us was the sea, studded with numerous islands of every variety of form.

George Grey

#14. Memory is a snare, pure and simple; it alters, it subtly rearranges the past to fit the present.

Mario Vargas-Llosa

#15. My happiness is like this sand:
I let it run out of my hand.

John Gould Fletcher