Seriki Song Quotes

#1. It wasn't that I wanted a husband and a baby; I didn't, or rather, I only wanted them the way I wanted to live to a hundred: someday, far off, never thinking about the particulars.

Naomi Novik

#2. Man is not what he believes himself to be in his conscious decisions.

Paul Tillich

#3. I was on the dance floor but I couldn't hear the band.

Chi Chi Rodriguez

#4. There were angry clouds building up behind the moutains, black-gray clouds, great clumps of them colored just like cotton balls after Aunt Ruth cleaned off her eye makeup from a big night out, all gunky with mascara and eye shadow. (p 378)

Emily M. Danforth

#5. Fifth of American families lived on farms in the 1930s,

Gail Collins

#6. Every bone in my body was crying out for rest, but I knew if I stopped, and perhaps slept, I would die. I had to keep going. It was strange, but the thirst which was killing me was also the driving force keeping me on this long, desperate march.

Marcus Luttrell

#7. A large nose is in fact the sign of an affable man, good, courteous, witty, liberal, courageous, such as I am.

Edmond Rostand

#8. While sitting in the darkness in complete silence, I never realized how much there was to see and hear. There is sight and sound in darkness and silence. Learn to look and listen.

Bobby F. Kimbrough Jr.

#9. A perfect judge will read each word of wit with the same spirit that its author writ.

Alexander Pope

#10. Oh hell. I might not trust him with my heart but I really wanted to trust him with my body. Even if it was just this once.

Abbi Glines

#11. A broken heart is such a shabby thing, like poverty and failure and the incurable diseases which are also deforming. I hate it and am ashamed of it, and I must somehow repair this heart and put it back into its normal condition, as a tough somewhat scarred but operating organ.

Martha Gellhorn

#12. The walls are white, the track is grey, the grass is green, and the sky is blue ... your job is to keep them all where they belong.

Johnny Rutherford

#13. Progress and reaction have both turned out to be swindles. Seemingly, there is nothing left but quietism - robbing reality of its terrors by simply submitting to it.

George Orwell

#14. Just us two, stripped and spent, hearts beating together in the darkness.

Cara McKenna