Farnsworths Quotes

Snails mate faster than Farnsworths."
Georgie gave her a chastening look. "Eliza."
"Well, it's true. I've watched."
"You've spied on Sir Roland?"
"No, I've spied on snails. ~ Tessa Dare

Life's a beach. Enjoy the Read. ~ Kerry Lonsdale

I don't have any angel blood, as far as I know. ~ Dominic Sherwood

So a deeper look at which verbs participate in the locative alternation has forced us to take a deeper look at what compels the mind to construe physical events in certain ways. And at that depth we have discovered a new layer of concepts that the mind uses to organize mundane experience: concepts about substance, space, time, and force. These concepts encourage the mind to unite events that have nothing in common in terms of what they look like, smell like, or feel like, yet they obviously matter to the mind a great deal. They are so pervasive that some philosophers consider them to be the very scaffolding that organizes mental life, and in chapter 4 I will show how they saturate our science, our storytelling, our morals, our law, even our humor. ~ Steven Pinker

The fruit tasted foreign but indigenous, like sunlight a tree had changed through patience. ~ Pat Conroy

What an astonishing thing, that her praise filled his heart. ~ Kate Grenville

Then Walter died as he lived, he told his mate. A hero, a soldier, and a survivor who chose to protect what was precious to him. I don't think, if you could ask him, that he would have any regrets. ~ Patricia Briggs

I wasn't a good student in high school. I wanted to go to college, but they weren't exactly beating down my door to offer me admission, and it's so expensive in the U.S. If you join up for a period, the army will pay your school and provide a stipend. ~ Kevin Powers

Do you remember the time you told me you were afraid that you were a series of nasty surprises for me?" he asks him, and Jude nods, slightly. "You aren't," he tells him. "You aren't. But being with you is like being in this fantastic landscape," he continues, slowly. "You think it's one thing, a forest, and then suddenly it changes, and it's a meadow, or a jungle, or cliffs of ice. And they're all beautiful, but they're strange as well, and you don't have a map, and you don't understand how you got from one terrain to the next so abruptly, and you don't know when the next transition will arrive, and you don't have any of the equipment you need. And so you keep walking through, and trying to adjust as you go, but you don't really know what you're doing, and often you make mistakes, bad mistakes. That's sometimes what it feels like. ~ Hanya Yanagihara

The Soul Selects Her Own Society (Chapter 12 title) ~ Helen Oyeyemi