Long Quotes - Page 578

Not to admire, is all the art I know To make men happy, or to keep them so. Thus Horace wrote we all know long ago; And thus Pope quotes the precept to re-teach From his translation; but had none admired, Would Pope have sung, or Horace been inspired?

I am never long, even in the society of her I love, without yearning for the company of my lamp and my library.

I am so changeable, being everything by turns and nothing long - such a strange melange of good and evil.

There was just a moment when things weren't quite the same, weren't quite as they had always been through the long friendship

TV is just a huge tablet. It’s just a platform to consume long-form video.

The Prydain Companion is more than a quick reference or handy glossary, though it is all of that as well. Instructive, certainly. But, like any good companion, a pleasure to be with over a long period of time.

"Pop" was a dirty word for a really long time and it feels like that's not the case anymore.

I was a weird tomboy most of my life. I didn't see the power in my own female form for quite a long time. Maybe that's a good thing.

I'm not angry. I can't sing that loud for that long anyway, I'll start coughing - I don't have the instrument for it. I don't feel that emotional. I'm at peace.

A decade is a very long time to be away from somebody.

I have my head screwed on right. I haven't been this way in a long time.

I tend to compete every weekend with racing so I'm very busy training for both. The travelling is a lot but I have been living this lifestyle so long now that I am used to it. I am so busy the only proper rest I get is when I'm sitting on the plane.

My new long anhyzer disc and controlled fairway driver. It gets the same beautiful flippy hyzer S shot as my Surge, I just don't have to throw it as hard. This makes it the most valuable to me on uncertain terrain where my footwork is compromised. A stand-still driver shot is now no longer a problem.

I'm maybe not so much an exception, maybe because I've lived so long that more is coming, more is there.

Michael Koryta is that rare author who is at once a compelling story teller and a fantastic writer. From the first sentence of THOSE WHO WISH ME DEAD, you'll be under his spell. His characters are living, breathing people you'll care about; his setting is a place you'll visit and stay-long after you've decided to leave because you're scared. You can't leave; you're trapped. There are too many nerve-jangling, beautifully written, razor sharp moments and you won't want to miss a single one. This is an absolute sizzler.

It's funny how in that moment I see things clearly. Am I beaten down? Yes. Have I allowed myself to become a victim? Somewhat. Am I afraid? Always. Does some part of me still long to fly away from this place? Absolutely. But I can't leave. Sam and I have built a life for Joy. It isn't perfect, but it's a life. My family's happiness means more to me that starting over again. Page 210

What stays with me most is a general sense of loss, unease, and longing for the past that cannot be relieved.

What is a man's life but a prelude to his death? And what is death but a long sleep, a most welcome forgetfulness.

For a long time, I worked in film and theater, but reading started when I was much younger. I was always a reader.

I was ripe ten years ago. Now I’m merely preserved, and before long I’ll be buried back in the orchard with the other pits.” -Amanda to Jack

A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they're entitled to know everything I do. -Sara

As we talked, I had the sense of uncovering something precious and long-buried, fully formed. Our conversation was a process of removing layers, some of them easily dusted away. Other layers, requiring chisels or axes, were left alone for now. We revealed as much as we dared about what had happened during the years that separated us. But it wasn't what I had expected, being with Hardy again. There was something in me that remained stubbornly locked away, as if I were afraid to let out the emotion I had harbored for so long.

Cam had once told her that the Rom believed the entire world was their home. As long as you were with your family you were home.

I had to let go of him. But I knew that as long as I lived, I would feel the phantompain of his absence.

... I think I know the secret to a long and happy marriage - just choose someone you can't live without.