Tombs Of Atuan Quotes

#1. A dark hand had let go its lifelong hold upon her heart. But she did not feel joy, as she had in the mountains. She put her head down in her arms and cried, and her cheeks were salt and wet. She cried for the waste of her years in bondage to a useless evil. She wept in pain, because she was free.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#2. I came to the conclusion that in order to end racial barriers, I needed to run for the office of the president and put forth an agenda of social justice and world peace. In addition, I concluded that someone needed to run and challenge the liberal orthodoxy.

Jesse Jackson

#3. It's a big deal for me to say I'm over politics.

Shirley Maclaine

#4. Real strength isn't control. It's knowing when to let go.

Christopher Barzak

#5. Family is family, and business is business. I love the boy, but not that much."
"Who are you kidding?" Heath had said. "You'd walk over coals for him."
"Yes, but I'd leave my checkbook behind while I was doing it.

Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#6. His sons, George and Silas, were slicing onions and peppers and meat over the pan, while their father snow-plowed it all around with a long spatula. Cyrus

N.D. Wilson

#7. Now we had two invisible intruders. Because one wasn't hard enough.

Ilona Andrews

#8. I knew your father. I hated him."
"That surprises me your Majesty." Loki smiled broadly at her. "My father was a stone-cold jerk. That sounds like your taste exactly.

Amanda Hocking

#9. If Vancouver did not succeed as Starbucks from '87 on, our entire international business, which is now thousands of stores and a significant amount of growth and profit, may not have existed.

Howard Schultz

#10. I'm a pretty bad troubadour. I'm more of a music fan who got away with making records.

Ryan Adams

#11. The way to reason with a predator is to make it aware that it can live in a cage, or it can die, but it can no longer prey upon us.

Massad Ayoob

#12. They have no gods. They work magic, and think they are gods themselves. But they are not. And when they die, they (...) become dust and bone, and their ghosts whine on the wind a little while till the wind blows them away. They do not have immortal souls.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#13. I've come to think of myself as a writer of books.

Richard Hell