• • Quotes • •

~ Do not take life too seriously. You will never get ouf of it alive. - Elbert Hubbard

~ Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. - Thomas Alva Edison

~ The handwriting on the wall may be a forgery. - Ralph Hodgson

~ A liar needs a good memory. - Quintilian

~ A hunch is creativity trying to tell you something. - Frank Capra

~ Whether you think you can, or can't, you are usually right. - Henry Ford

~ It takes less time to do things right than to explain why you did them wrong. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

~ There's an important difference between giving up and letting go. - Jessica Hatchigan

~ I am always willing to learn, however I do not always like to be taught. - Sir Winston Churchill

~ Few things are harder to put up with than a good example. - Mark Twain

~ The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense. - Tom Clancy

~ It's easy to defeat life-or-death ordeals. Such tribulations demand success. It's the small tests that require something more from us. When we can turn and walk away is when we find what we're made of. - A Nameless Witch by A. Lee Martinez

~ I think you want them to love you. - Fruits Basket, ch. 90, vol. 16 (Katsuya Honda)

~ It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a toilsome way
Set bleeding feet to minuets
Without the knowing why - Emily Dickinson

~ One day they will make humans out of steel, but until then I may have to break these bones. - Skinny by Ibi Kaslik

~ I already know why. Because sometimes there is just no choice. - The Adoration of Jenna Fox by Mary E. Pearson

~ Awake, arise, or be forever fallen. - Paradise Lost by John Milton

~ I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule --
From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE -- out of TIME. - Dream-Land by Edgar Allan Poe

~ Prepared for all things to be said, or left unsaid. - Portrait of a Lady by T. S. Eliot

~ Set upon by the civet cat, the spy, the eye, the hunger of a superior need, Methuselah is free of his captivity at last. This is what he leaves to the world: gray and scarlet feathers strewn over the damp grass. Only this and nothing more, the tell-tale heart, tale of the carnivore. None of what he was taught in the house of the master. Only feathers, without the ball of Hope inside. Feathers at last at last and no words at all. - The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver

If you've read all that drabble: congratulations! You now know more about me than you ever wanted XD