H.Q. Frost Quotes

People are inexterminable - like flies and bed-bugs. There will always be some that survive in cracks and crevices - that's us.

Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?” “In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.

Dear Internet: You are very good at spreading rumors. Truth is more valuable and much harder to come by.

I threw my hands up. Men. They were impossible to reason with.

It's hard to get into this world and hard to get out of it, and what's in between doesn't make much sense.

A voice said, Look me in the stars And tell me truly, men of earth, If all the soul-and-body scars Were not too much to pay for birth.

The Missional church always thinks of the long haul rather than the quick fix

Every day I turn on my television set and I see Newt Gingrich on television, I rejoice.

Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.

Let's get my incantation right: "I wish I may, I wish I might" Give earth another satellite.

The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom.

One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike.

My goal in life is to unite my avocation with my vocation, As my two eyes make one in sight.

There is much in nature against us. But we forget: Take nature altogether since time began, Including human nature, in peace and war, And it must be a little more in favor of man.

So when at times the mob is swayed To carry praise or blame too far, We may choose something like a star To stay our minds on and be staid.

In parenting and teaching, let this be our aim: Not to make every idea safe for children, but every child safe for ideas.

But this we know, the obstacle that checked And tripped the body, shot the spirit on Further than target ever showed or shone.

A breeze discovered my open book And began to flutter the leaves to look

It hasn't escaped my notice that you only compliment me when you're intoxicated.

It's my red hair that interferes with my good sense. All that color so close to my brain, it plum disorients me most days.

I fail to see what fun, what satisfaction / A God can find in laughing at how badly / Men fumble at the possibilities.

Leaves and bark, leaves and bark, To lean against and hear in the dark. Petals I may have once pursued. Leaves are all my darker mood.

I would be happy living on a massive ranch in Montana and not seeing anyone except my friends and family.

It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.

So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be.

One luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

He says the best way out is always through. / And I can agree to that, or in so far / As that I can see no way out but through

Any work of art must first of all tell a story.

People frequently bore me, sometimes amuse me, most often irritate me, but rarely intrigue me.

I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense.

Poetry should be common in experience but uncommon in books.

Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.

If society fits you comfortably enough, you call it freedom.

I go to school the youth to learn the future.

Just another part of that Spartan killer instinct. I can slay the ladies just as well as I can reapers.

Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much?

Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.

The image I'd had of myself as a child was someone I'd never be, and it was only recently that I realized it was okay to be who I was. - Cat

I was so getting tired of fighting for my life in the library.

...But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losing you. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones, I wouldn't want to. - Cat from This Side of the Grave

I was an amazing bartender and a great waiter. I think, in a way, that was my acting school.

Kitten, four hours of sleep while holding you is far more beneficial to me than eight hours of endless tossing and turning because you're not there. -Bones from This Side of the Grave

It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.

Let me get this straight. you want me to go stomping through a graveyard brandishing a bottle of booze to rouse an unrestful spirit so that I can interrogate him?" - Cat to Bones

You can hear my dreams? God, you must never get any quiet. I'd be shooting myself in the head if I were you.

Kitty need's a tounge bath

Nathanial can show me how to better control the change, but even so, you never have to worry about me turning into a cat again. Didn't you know, I'm allergic to cats.

I don't lack for bed partners, so I don't need to scrounge for unwilling scraps.-Spade

Slumber party with Dracula, all things considerd why not?

I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)