Samuel Snoek Brown Quotes

Dead man shouldn't have no fears. Makes his passing easier. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

I guess I'm just sad is all.

You and me alike, but sad don't get the dishes done. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

You tell a soul or even God Hisself what you seen when the rougarou changes , or even that you met one, and a year ain't passed, you're liable to change to one yourself. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

Lightening flashed again and again but above the shriek of the wind and the pounding hail they never heard the thunder. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

Way my mama used to tell me, a girl what lusts after a man falls prey to the forces of darkness. The rougarou ain't just a wolfman but a punishment sent by God to ravage a girl in the night, and if she survives she becomes one herself. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

Killing a man is indeed a pleasure unmatched in this world. Perhaps it's a pleasure we could share. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

Not having any drink about ain't the same as not understanding the need for one. Times like these change a body's perspective. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

She ran the harder and zagged more erratically, and in the wreckage left from the hurricane the girl misjudged her path and ran straight into the old well.
She didn't even scream. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

War's all either country knows, and everything seems to depend on it now. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

One pit held the tangled severed legs of men, blood caked over kneecaps or shredded thigh muscle. Another pit held a confusion of forearms and hands. They were the graves of amputations – he'd seen them in the field, behind the surgical tent where the screams echoed long after their issuing mouths had closed unconscious. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

The oaks along the ridge were writhing like tortured epileptics in the winds, and she could make out through the thick rain a cascade of water like a cataract come roiling down the inside slope toward her; a vast arching spray exploded bright against the dark sky as the Gulf slammed over the chenier. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

Me and her, we know death same as you, we stabbed plenty a man our ownselves. So you come for us you better kill us outright and not mess about with no fool games like you talk, cause ain't neither one of us would leave you alive. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

I don't like coming over here at night, the girl said. The bayou is scary in the dark, all manner of things running wild out there. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

What one of us wants we all want. You a man of the earth as you are, you ought to have known we hunt in packs. And now I come to finish you. ~ Samuel Snoek-Brown

In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness. ~ Samuel Beckett

If you wait to live you will never succeed. Living begins today and it begins within you. ~ Asa Don Brown

To love is to transform; to be a poet. ~ Norman O. Brown

Honesty is good sense, politeness, amiableness,
all in one. ~ Samuel Richardson

The book of Job is pure Arab poetry of the highest and most antique cast. ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

We all have a large stake in preserving our democracy, but I maintain that those without power in our society, the black, the brown, the poor of all colors, have the largest stake not because we have the most to lose, but because we have worked the hardest, and given the most, for what we have achieved. ~ Charles Rangel

Necessity fuck?" I asked, half amused by his lingo. "Yes, it was necessary that I enjoyed what I've been missing, while you learned that I only fuck one body at a time… ~ C.C. Brown

Oh, I'm old fashioned, you see," he said, pushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes, only to have the wind whip the locks right back where they were. "I think a man should jump into a frigid river to save a pretty girl."

"But not an ugly one then?"

"Oh, yeah, I'd save her too, but she's not the one teetering on the edge of the railing. ~ Angela Horn

Certain people in life are just going to take what's given to them, and certain people in life know they want better and they're going to go find better. I've always been that type of person. ~ Danny Brown

I stayed there only a week before I ran away. That was the first of many times I would run from a foster home. It was, after all, a foster home, and I did not belong there. It turned out that I did not belong anywhere. ~ Waln K. Brown

Once in a while you have to bite the hand that reads you. ~ Tina Brown

you said,
"your bones belong in museums"
i said,
"when you kiss me,
fireworks electrocute my spine"
my mother is dying and doesn't play piano anymore,
i tell my mailman about how he should try pecan pie,
when at the supermarket, i always forget about eggs,

i've started collecting paintings,
i go to little art shows all around New York City
and introduce myself as "Rose"
when strange boys stare at my lips, i kiss
them,
i chew poetry and forget to leave tips,
i order wine and leave flowers at graveyards
that don't have any,
when my father calls, i do not answer

everything you say reminds me of brown tangerines,
i want to spill this poem inside of you

i work as a stewardess and the first thing they
teach you is how to respond when someone asks
you to take off your underwear

i wish i could say "sure thing fella, let me wrap it
around your throat until you turn purple"

but instead it's "if there's anything else, please let me
know"

and so when you called, the only thing i could say was
if there's anything else,
please let me
know ~ Irynka

Any questions I had about whether a redneck from Oklahoma could become a Brown Classical Philosophy professor ended when I met Tim [Blake Nelson]. ~ Edward Norton

Treating your adversary with respect is striking soft in battle. ~ Samuel Johnson

If you play a part that's been done before, on stage for instance, you feel like you're carrying a torch and staggering under the weight of it for a bit and then passing it on to somebody else. ~ Samuel West

Long on the wave reflected lustres of play. ~ Samuel Rogers

If you let go and let God than you will never have to worry about God letting Go ~ Brynelle K Brown

Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such,
We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much;
Who, born for the Universe, narrowed his mind,
And to party gave up what was meant for mankind. ~ Samuel Johnson

Regardless of whether or not you belong to a majority religion, in the United States you may not impose your theology on civil law. ~ Lori Lipman Brown

The roads of science are narrow, so that they who travel them, must wither follow or meet one another ... ~ Samuel Johnson

I was still walking behind Mrs. Haze through the dining room when, beyond it, there came a sudden burst of greenery – "the piazza," sang out my leader, and then, without the least warning, a blue sea-wave swelled under my heart and, from a mat in a pool of sun, half-naked, kneeling, turning about on her knees, there was my Riviera love peering at me over dark glasses.

It was the same child-the same frail, honey-hued shoulders, the same silky supple bare back, the same chestnut head of hair. A polka-dotted black kerchief tied around her chest hid from my aging ape eyes, but not from the gaze of young memory, the juvenile breasts I had fondled one immortal day. And, as if I were the fairy-tale nurse of some little princess (lost, kidnapped, discovered in gypsy rags through which her nakedness smiled at the king and his hounds), I recognized the tiny dark-brown mole on her side. With awe and delight (the king crying for joy, the trumpets blaring, the nurse drunk) I saw again her lovely indrawn abdomen where my southbound mouth had briefly paused; and those puerile hips on which I had kissed the crenulated imprint left by the band of her shorts – that last mad immortal day behind the "Roches Roses." The twenty-five years I had lived since then, tapered to a palpitating point, and vanished. ~ Vladimir Nabokov

I am interested in the shape of ideas, even if I do not believe in them ~ Samuel Beckett

I guess I've grown to admire Queen Elizabeth II more. I've always struggled with my feelings about the Royal Family. I am a supporter. I'm not someone who thinks we should get rid of them. But what I've struggled with is the lack of emotionality that the Queen seems to share. ~ Samuel Barnett

What if I took the picture books that my grandmother made and snapped open the rings in every binder, let the plastic pages spill out onto the floor, and then attacked them with my scissors?

Those books, pasted together by my grandmother, year after year, replaced the cognitive exercise of memory for me. Sitting on a section of wall-to-wall carpeting, drinking the bubbling red birch beer from a tinted brown glass, I reestablished my relationships with the members of my family. This is where I put it all together and perpetuated the lies. Not malicious lies, but lies with so many years to develop that we forgot the truth because nobody rehearsed it. When Mark was sentence to sixty days in a twelve-step rehab program in 1991, he wrote an inventory of his experiences with drugs and alcohol that filled a whole notebook, and then he gave it to us to read, It was in those pages that I learned he had once tapped the powder out of horse tranquilizer capsules, melted it down, and shot it into his veins for a high that lasted fourteen days. My God, I thought, Oh my God. This is Mark's story? Okay, now put the cooked-down shot-up horse tranquilizer against the pictures in the album. What do you get? Collage. Dry made wet and introduced into the body. Cut cut cut. It's not so radical. ~ Jill Christman

I always thought old age would be a writer's best chance. Whenever I read the late work of Goethe or W. B. Yeats I had the impertinence to identify with it. Now, my memory's gone, all the old fluency's disappeared. I don't write a single sentence without saying to myself, 'It's a lie!' So I know I was right. It's the best chance I've ever had. ~ Samuel Beckett

Ohioans, I think, in large numbers, have felt that the government has not been on their side in all of these issues: on pensions, on the cost of prescription drugs, on the health-care system generally, on jobs, on trade agreements. ~ Sherrod Brown

Talkers expand like bread dough. ~ Helen Gurley Brown

Yeah, I tell them to change the channel if they see some guy in a brown suit with a telephone number at the bottom of the screen asking for money. ~ Frank Zappa

She looked to be maybe fifteen, give or take a year or two; still somewhere in that nether realm between childhood and womanhood. Her hair, to judge by the few unsoiled strands he could see, was an earthy brown, and her eyes shone with a blue-green hue so liquid that he almost expected to see waves. A small, ever-so-slightly upturned nose sat in the center of a slender face. ~ Ari Marmell

We seem to measure the value of people's contributions (and sometimes their entire lives) by their level of public recognition. In other words, worth is measured by fame and fortune. Our culture is quick to dismiss quiet, ordinary, hardworking men and women. In many instances, we equate ordinary with boring or, even more dangerous, ordinary has become synonymous with meaningless. ~ Brene Brown

Rarely have elected leaders been so intent on defying the public will. ~ Scott Brown

Here's one of the problems with communicating in the words of a man who is not around to explain himself: it's damn hard sometimes to tell what he was talking about. Look, the sheer fact that people have banged out book after article after dramatic interpretation of this guy should tell you that despite his eloquence, he wasn't the clearest of communicators. ~ Eleanor Brown

But why show a devil you know his strength. It just makes me a threat to him. ~ Pierce Brown

Dogs believe every stranger is a friend they haven't met yet. Cats wait for a proper invitation. ~ Vicki Brown

Invisible violence in Pakistan, violence against brown people, ongoing violence in Iraq - that's got to be quantified in the same way as the cinematic glamorous violence that happens in recognisable cities. ~ Russell Brand

Buckley followed the three of them into the kitchen and asked, as he had at least once a day, "Where's Susie?"

They were silent. Samuel looked at Lindsey.

"Buckley," my father called from the adjoining room, "come play Monopoly with me."

My brother had never been invited to play Monopoly. Everyone said he was too young, but this was the magic of Christmas. He rushed into the family room, and my father picked him up and sat him on his lap.

"See this shoe?" my father said.

Buckley nodded his head.

"I want you to listen to everything I say about it, okay?"

"Susie?" my brother asked, somehow connecting the two.

"Yes, I'm going to tell you where Susie is."

I began to cry up in heaven. What else was there for me to do?

"This shoe was the piece Susie played Monopoly with," he said. "I play with the car or sometimes the wheelbarrow. Lindsey plays with the iron, and when you mother plays, she likes the cannon."

"Is that a dog?"

"Yes, that's a Scottie."

"Mine!"

"Okay," my father said. He was patient. He had found a way to explain it. He held his son in his lap, and as he spoke, he felt Buckley's small body on his knee-the very human, very warm, very alive weight of it. It comforted him. "The Scottie will be your piece from now on. Which piece is Susie's again?"

"The shoe?" Buckley asked.

"Right, and I'm the car, ~ Alice Sebold

I think I was a shy kid. I grew up without television. I had a dog, and we lived up in the White Mountains in the summer, and I had no friends up there. And I would just go play hide-and-seek with my dog and probably had some imaginary friends. ~ Dan Brown

God is not interested merely in the freedom of black men, and brown men, and yellow men; God is interested in the freedom of the whole human race. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede. ~ Samuel Beckett

Theirs was a forbidden love. ~ Jeffrey Brown

Always strive to achieve and eve if you don't reach your goal in life, you will be amongst the stars. ~ Angela Khristin Brown