Stephan Dotts > Stephan's Quotes

“Ah! You speak Levitan,” the man smiled. “But you’re not from Levita I think.” Like
most Levitians he was a good looking man, if perhaps a bit effete for Brown’s tastes. 
“No, I lived there for a while.” 
“Did you enjoy your stay?”
“Up to a point. The Levitian women are very beautiful.”
“Yes of course. So are the men in Levita,” the man smiled. “We used to have a
cleansing programme to ensure a healthy population.”
“You mean a culling policy, where you killed all the weakest members of the
population.”
― Max Nowaz, The Arbitrator

“Skin boils! Boils cause serious pain and physical suffering, and you also have to consider the ugliness factor. Even the most powerful zit cream on earth would be no match for the Lord Almighty’s epidermal masterpieces. So this one wins for my pick of the nastiest of the first nine plagues -- a dubious honor indeed.”
― Spencer C Demetros, The Bible: Enter Here: Bringing God's Word to Life for Today's Teens

“Citizens need the protection of Congress; the manufacturers of dangerous products do not! Why isn’t the 7thAmendment as important to our elected officials or citizens as the 2nd Amendment? What is wrong with these people? Zack fumes over another example of what Charlie Barnes calls constitutional hypocrisy.”
― Mark M. Bello, Betrayal High

“Driving around town, I found myself staring down older teenagers and college-aged boys and young men. Any sign or signal less than mindful obedience to the law, to orderly conduct and my rage ticked up one notch higher.”
― Jonathan Epps, No Winter Lasts Forever

“I have been a fool, and a fool’s mistakes can often be costly. I never look back to see him again in my room. Mentally he is dead to me and I won’t allow the words of a dead man to hurt me.”
― Crystal Raven, Virtual Mirrors: First Journal

“Mike Tyson: “Everybody has a plan, until they get punched in the face.”
― J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye

“Some characters and situations are fictitious. Others are only too real.”
― M S M Barkawitz, Feeling Lucky

“Benny was awake again. Happened every morning.”
― Eoin Colfer, Benny and Omar

“Tyranny in democratic republics does not proceed in the same way, however. It ignores the body and goes straight for the soul. The master no longer says: You will think as I do or die. He says: You are free not to think as I do. You may keep your life, your property, and everything else. But from this day forth you shall be as a stranger among us. You will retain your civic privileges, but they will be of no use to you. For if you seek the votes of your fellow citizens, they will withhold them, and if you seek only their esteem, they will feign to refuse even that. You will remain among men, but you will forfeit your rights to humanity. When you approach your fellow creatures, they will shun you as one who is impure. And even those who believe in your innocence will abandon you, lest they, too, be shunned in turn. Go in peace, I will not take your life, but the life I leave you with is worse than death.”
― Alexis de Tocqueville

“George’s eyes lit up as she considered that there might be a mystery to solve.”
― Carolyn Keene, Pony Problems

“إن الأحزان كلها أيها الرئيس ، تشطر قلبي إلى قطعتين .
لكنه هذا المليء بالندوب ، المثخن بالجراح ، سرعان ما يلتصق على نفسه ، ولا يعود للجرح وجود .
إنني مليء بالجراح التي تحولت إلى مجرد ندوب ولهذا فإنني أستطيع أن أتحمل الضربات .”
― نيكوس كازانتزاكي, Zorba the Greek

“There must be a lot of duplication in our country’s laws," said Dukhi. "Every time there are elections, they talk of passing the same ones passed twenty years ago. Someone should remind them they need to apply the laws."

"For politicians, passing laws is like passing water," said Narayan. "It all ends down the drain.”
― Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance

“Reasons are the spoils of victory. When you've destroyed the enemy, then your leaders write down the reasons in books, and give moving speeches about them. If you've done your job, then there aren't any of the enemy left to dispute your leader's reasons. At least not until the next war.”
― Terry Goodkind, Blood of the Fold

“Deliverance is not scary—it is the most beautiful, loving act of Jesus. It is the moment someone finally walks into the freedom that was always meant for them.”
― Kathryn Krick, Unlock Your Deliverance: Keys to Freedom From Demonic Oppression

“He clamped his eyes shut and waited for the pang of something he could no longer name to subside; it plucked at steel threads holding him together and reverberated through his system.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“I think about my sister, Becca, a lot.  We didn’t always agree about things, but she was always there for me when I needed her.  I thought she would outlive me, that she would always be here.”
― Dawn Chalker, Lost and Found

“I walked past Malison, up Lower Main to Main and across the road. I didn’t need to look to know he was behind me. I entered Royal Wood, went a short way along a path and waited. It was cool and dim beneath the trees. When Malison entered the Wood, I continued eastward. 
I wanted to place his body in hallowed ground. He was born a Mearan. The least I could do was send him to Loric. The distance between us closed until he was on my heels. He chose to come, I told myself, as if that lessened the crime I planned. He chose what I have to offer.
We were almost to the cemetery before he asked where we were going. I answered with another question. “Do you like living in the High Lord’s kitchens?”
He, of course, replied, “No.”
“Well, we’re going to a better place.”
When we reached the edge of the Wood, I pushed aside a branch to see the Temple of Loric and Calec’s cottage. No smoke was coming from the chimney, and I assumed the old man was yet abed. His pony was grazing in the field of graves. The sun hid behind a bank of clouds.
Malison moved beside me. “It’s a graveyard.”
“Are you afraid of ghosts?” I asked.
“My father’s a ghost,” he whispered.
I asked if he wanted to learn how to throw a knife. He said, “Yes,” as I knew he would.  He untucked his shirt, withdrew the knife he had stolen and gave it to me. It was a thick-bladed, single-edged knife, better suited for dicing celery than slitting a young throat. But it would serve my purpose. That I also knew. I’d spent all night projecting how the morning would unfold and, except for indulging in the tea, it had happened as I had imagined. 
Damut kissed her son farewell. Malison followed me of his own free will. Without fear, he placed the instrument of his death into my hand. We were at the appointed place, at the appointed time. The stolen knife was warm from the heat of his body. I had only to use it. Yet I hesitated, and again prayed for Sythene to show me a different path.
“Aren’t you going to show me?” Malison prompted, as if to echo my prayer.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“But if you flip this around, the reason women are smaller and weaker is that men weren’t worth fighting over.
Hold my bag while I victory-lap.”
― Sara Pascoe

“Captain Scultetus said, “Sir, I am the commander of the Swakopmund Coast Guard. My name and rank  are Captain Oskar Scultetus! I respectfully beg you not to open fire upon my city!”
― Michael G. Kramer, His Forefathers and Mick

“When pain and talent mix together, that’s when you’re able to persevere in your goals in life; the pain gives your talent something to feed into.”
― Vernon Davis

“Forget professional,” Penny said. “Tonight, you and I are just man and woman like Adam and Eve, Tarzan and Jane.”
― Shafter Bailey, James Ed Hoskins and the One-Room Schoolhouse: The Unprosecuted Crime Against Children

“In my country, we value achievement. People are free to decide what that means to them, and I’ve always considered helping others to be my way of accomplishing something important. I was hoping to serve others with my new job, but that’s history now, so I’m going to have to accomplish something big, or I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.”
― Steven Decker, Projector for Sale

“Spare me the Deepak Chopra tribute.”
― Vincent Panettiere, Shared Sorrows

“Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will always love you.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

“Borovi su šaptali i vjetar im se pridružio i počeli su pjevati: „Malo Drvo se vratio... Malo Drvo se vratio! Poslušajte našu pjesmu! Malo Drvo je opet s nama! Malo Drvo je došao kući!“
Najprije su tiho pjevušili, pa su pjevali sve glasnije i potok je isto pjevao s njima. Psi su to čuli, prestali su njušiti tlo i stajali naćuljenih ušiju i slušali. Psi su znali; prišli su mi i legli oko mene zadovoljni.
Cijeli taj kratki zimski dan proveo sam ležeći na mom tajnom mjestu.
Moja duša više nije osjećala bol. Bio sam opran od svega pjesmom vjetra i drveća i potoka i ptica, punom ljubavi. Oni nisu razumjeli ni marili kako misli tjelesna pamet, kao što ni ljudi koji misle samo tjelesnom pameću ne razumiju i ne mare za njih. I zato mi nisu govorili o paklu, niti da sam kopile, i nisu uopće govorili o zlu. Oni nisu znali za takve riječi niti što one znače. I nakon nekog vremena, i ja sam ih zaboravio.”
― Forrest Carter, Malo drvo

“Never fear. When this rose blooms, you will be with me again.”
― Maurice Sendak, Dear Mili

“I’d finally gotten ready, even anxious, to adopt another cat, and it’d taken long months of mourning for me to reach that point: my last companion, Suki, had, after four years of unexpected but very close cohabitation, been claimed by the cruelly short life expectancy (just four to five years) of indoor-outdoor felines, especially those in wildernesses as remote as the one we inhabited. In fact, before encountering me and deciding that I was a human she could trust, Suki had lived on her own for two years and raised at least one litter of kittens in the wild, and so had beaten the odds admirably; but her disappearance had nonetheless been a terrible blow,”
― Caleb Carr, My Beloved Monster: Masha, the Half-wild Rescue Cat Who Rescued Me

“To be in love was to understand how alone one had been before.”
― Chris Cleave, Everyone Brave is Forgiven