Unsympathising Quotes

#1. And I do not want a stranger - unsympathising, alien, different from me; I want my kidred: those with whom I have a full fellow-feeling.

Charlotte Bronte

#2. The room-service Caesar salads with soggy croutons, the distant relatives who show up at readings pitching weird, far-fetched investment schemes, the fans who have you sign a book to 'Cathy' and then tell you, 'No, it's Kathy with a K' - it gets challenging after a while. It tests your stamina.

Walter Kirn

#3. I did not want to be an actor because my whole family did it-going into the family business was the last thing I wanted to do.

Blake Lively

#4. We have become an army of multiply chemically sensitive, high-maintenance princesses trying to make our way through a world full of irksome peas.

David Rakoff

#5. I've licked stamps who were more excited than you by that kiss.

Julie James

#6. I wasn't going to be a college kid. The only subject I was interested in was English. I think I had a subconscious interest in analyzing story.

Eric Bana

#7. Stuart said, "I hid once in the sidewalk. Do I have to do that again?" He looked around at the rest of them, seeking an answer. "Yes," Bonny said. "Then I will," he said. "But I came up out of the sidewalk; I didn't stay there. And I'll come up again.

Philip K. Dick

#8. Close your mouth, E'lir Kvothe, or I will feel obliged to put some vile tonic in it.

Patrick Rothfuss

#9. Le Corbusier is an outstanding writer. His ideas achieved their impact in large measure because he could write so convincingly. His style is utterly clear, brusque, funny and polemical in the best way.

Alain De Botton

#10. Your permission is needed for you to feel inferior to anyone,
don't ever give your permission

Steven Aitchison

#11. My icons do not raise up the blessed savior in elaborate cathedrals. They are constructed concentrations celebrating barren rooms. They bring a limited light.

Dan Flavin

#12. Alas! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow! From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow!

Edgar Allan Poe

#13. Her heart was walking around the building with Kirby. And her jacket was still in his car.

Regina Duke