S.L. Ross Quotes

Cherish your existence, for memories become legacies and life can change in an instant.

Here we go, ” Phoenix said, turning back to Nora. “Try not to let this room scare you.

Every decision you make in life will stem from one of two options: love or fear. Choose love.

Time will teach you more lessons than I ever can.

It was going to be our job to annoy someone?” “I know—it’s a dream come true!

After an hour the score was: Quancita—34 Radiz—51 Sally—froglegs Perla—9 a

Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “Good, ” she said, “because if you fall off a skyscraper, I’ll be so mad at you.

Are you . . . lost?” “Not really, ” she told him. “We just don’t know where we’re going.

What are you doing?” I asked Loretta. “Stabbing a cushion, ” she told me.

Keep moving!” “Bea’s arguing with the floor.

We’re alive!” Swedish told her. “I did not see that coming.

Did Cap’n Vidious leave that? He is such a cuddlebunny.” “Yeah, ” I said, “that’s exactly how I’d describe him.

Did you just call me ‘sweetie’?” I asked. She shoved my shoulder. “No.

Now you’re listening to Swedish ?” I asked her. “He thinks I’m the Compass because every time I see ticktocks, I happen to be there!

If Chess is the switch, ” Loretta said, “how does he turn the Fog off?” Bea bit her lower lip. “I don’t know—ask Chess.” “How would I know?” I said. “You try being a switch.

Loretta started belting out a song: “Row, row, row your boat, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G !

...Loretta threatened to beat him to death with a wooden spoon...

The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.

And as I surveyed the clutter of his study I was pleased to see that he was a man after my own heart. All of his money appeared to have been spent on either books or shelves to hold them.

It takes a great reader to make a great book.

A friendship like theirs was hard to come by, and when such a thing is found, it is often even harder to hold on to.But, as so few come to learn, absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder.

She hoped Alistair would prove to be more than she imagined. But, unfortunately, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that people weren’t what they once were.

If Paul Revere had been a modern day citizen, he wouldn't have ridden down Main Street. He would have tweeted.

Wherever man did not settle, the world was not owned.It was not wanted.In time of course this was bound to change, for there is never enough it seems.

If beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder, then surely I would have to had been blind to not see it in her.

True beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

Among the tastemakers and power brokers and intellectual agenda setters of late-twentieth-century America, orthodox Christianity was completely déclassé.

There is only one thing left for you to do, ” John Sloan advised one artist. “Pull off your socks and try with your feet.

[I]t was [Barnett] Newman who made the famously wry remark, “Aesthetics is for the artist as ornithology is for the birds,

I found myself wishing that we could live like the birds and move through nature without hurting it ourselves.

Sometimes painful endings bring the best new beginnings.

Ill usage makes the sweetest of us vicious.

I think that modern medicine has become like a prophet offering a life free of pain. It is nonsense. The only thing I know that truly heals people is unconditional love.

Above all, we pray that they will make the journey from selfishness to true love. Whether together or single, this is a journey we all have to make. In a sense it is the real journey of life.

It is possible, he thought, to be completely happy in marriage--though you must be willing to hold on when your ship was lost at sea and there was no guarantee of rescue.

Am I a mindless fool? My life is a fragment, a disconnected dream that has no continuity. I am so tired of senselessness. I am tired of the music that my feelings sing, the dream music.

I might not have been so young, but age alone doesn’t necessarily make you less foolish.

Our pasts haunt us all.I regaled my beautiful audience of one with the tale of my life, not so much for entertainment, but for bold, barefaced, honest truth.

Better he think me rude than not think at all.

Regardless of my age, such a trivial thing isn’t important, it was upon that decision which my life hung.

I awoke with an insatiable desire to end my life.

The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.

It is a very difficult thing, to love another.To some it comes easily, naturally even. Whilst for others, the road to such things is long and arduous and fraught with danger.

It is often said that things must get worse before they can get better, and there is truth in that.

Death, child. It’s beckoning us both, my brother and I.

Cruelty had been his weapon. But such a tool is dangerous and can spread further than you intend.

He stood taller, and straighter, and broader, and infinitely more human than anything else Marcii could possibly imagine.

He was like nothing she’d ever known.Marcii hoped she would come to know him, for he was all she could ever have asked for and more.

And yet the night was still fresh: young as new dawn.There was still time for worlds to change, if that was to be their fate.

She has no interest in human quarrels, for they are often petty and always pointless.