I Quotes
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“I doubt whether I ever read any description of scenery which gave me an idea of the place described.”
Source: Australia and New Zealand
“I doubt whether the Revolution has, in essentials, changed Russia at all. Reading Gogol, or Dostoevsky for that matter, one realizes how completely the Soviet regime has fallen back on to, and perhaps invigorated, the old Russia. Certainly there is much more of Gogol and Dostoievsky in the regime than there is of Marx.”
“I doubt whether there is any subject in the world of equal importance that has received so little serious and articulate consideration as the economic status of the family - of its members in relation to each other and of the whole unit in relation to the other units of which the community is made up.”
“I doubt you are a martyr, but should you decide to risk your own life, I can assure you that, as well as killing you, I will hunt down your family and I will kill them, and then I will find your friends and I will kill them too.”
Source: My Mother's Secret
“I doubt you can understand the magnitude of the stupidity in your statement”
Source: The Gathering Storm: Book Twelve of the Wheel of Time
“I doubt you would recognize an adventure of any sort if it came right up and bit you on the a---
Mother!
I was going to say arm.”
Source: Seduction of a Proper Gentleman
“I doubt your Argonaut kin would approve of that,” she managed. “They didn’t much like me being in your realm.”
“They’ll just have to get used to it. Some things in life are more important than duty and honor.”
Gods, how she wished that were true. “Nothing in life is more important than duty and honor, Titus.”
He cradled her face in his hands again. “You are.”
That was it. All she could take. A desperate need to be close to him one last time overwhelmed every thought and action. She pressed her mouth to his. Kissed him hard. Gasped when his arms closed around her waist with the strength of a vise. Lost herself in the sweet taste of his tongue stroking urgently across hers.
“I want you,” she whispered against his lips. Desperation clawed at her soul.
She pressed her lips to his again, opened, licked into his mouth. Warmth, wetness, hunger caressed her tongue in an erotic dance. She trailed one hand down his bare chest, over the waistband of his pants.”
Source: Bound
“I doubt you’ve ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?” His chuckle was soft. “Can’t say that I have, Kitten.” “Yeah, well, consider me an original.” This time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment. “I always have.”
“I doubt; I am uncertain; I am restless, prone to wander. And yet glimmers of holy keep interrupting my gaze.”
“I doubted Black-ish , and I'll tell you why. Because it doesn't matter if a writer wrote it for you. He could've written it with you in mind. But TV is a collaborative art. It involves producers, networks, studios, and many people signing off on you. And a lot of times there are deals in place - actors with studios that they're looking for shows for.”
“I doubted my creative spirit three years ago and God showed me a way to praise Him through song. It opened the door to a whole tapestry of images and concepts that were brand new for me and I continued on that path.”
“I doubted myself for a long time... I'm comfortable not using my vision. I weave around my problems.”
“I doubted that there were Communists hiding behind every corporation desk and director's chair.”
“I doubted the stone and iron of the building could hold any of us, certainly not together, but... Letting them shut us in here to wait... It rubbed against some nerve. Made my body restless, a cold sweat breaking out. Too small, not enough air...
It's all right, Rhys soothed. This place cannot hold you.
I nodded, though he hadn't spoken, trying to swallow the feeling of the walls and ceiling pushing on me.
Nesta was watching me carefully. I admitted to her, 'Sometimes... I have problems with small spaces.'
Nesta studied me for a long moment. And then she said with equal quiet, though we could all hear, 'I can't get into a bathtub anymore. I have to use buckets.'
I hadn't known- hadn't even thought that bathing, submerging in water...
I knew better than to touch her hand. But I said, 'When we get home, we'll install something else for you.'
I could have sworn there was gratitude in her eyes- that she might have said something else when horses approached.”
Source: A Court of Wings and Ruin
“I dove into the craziness and did things that maybe I would think twice about when I get older.”
“I dove on those papers like Sherlock Holmes on a cappuccino binge.”
Source: Drums, Girls, and Dangerous Pie
“I download music everyday, I know music is free and so does everybody else you know.”
“I download music just like anybody else, but it's a weird relationship when you're a musician.”
“I download TV shows more and more, especially from the US.”
“I dozed off with my head tilted all the way forward, as if sleep were a somersault I couldn’t complete.”
Source: Temporary
“I draft quickly and then revise, a lot.”
“I drag a lot of stuff round with me that I don't need.”
“I drag my husband out of bed, hook him up to a coffee to stay awake and make him listen to my plotting and any issues I may be having. I *need* his head-nodding (he's an expert head-nodder).”
“I drag my myth around with me.”
Source: This is Orson Welles
“I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.”
Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)
“I drag the body out into the snowdrifts, as far away from our shack as I can muster. I put her in a thicket of trees, where the green seems to still have a voice in the branches, and try not to think about the beasts that’ll soon be gathering. There’s no way of burying her; the ground is a solid rock of ice beneath us.
I kneel beside her and want desperately to weep. My throat tightens and my head aches. Everything hurts inside. But I have no way of releasing it. I’m locked up and hard as stone.
“I’m sorry, Mamma,” I whisper to the shell in front of me. I take her hand. It could belong to a glass doll. There’s no life there anymore.
So I gather rocks, one by one, and set them over her, trying my best to protect her from the birds, the beasts, keep her safe as much as I can now. I pile the dark stones gently on her stomach, her arms, and over her face, until she becomes one with the mountain.
I stand and study my work, feeling like the rocks are on me instead, then I leave the body for the forest and ice.”
Source: Winter Rose
“I dragged my gear down to the shore and saw the submariners, the way they stood aloof and silent, watching their pigboat with loving eyes. They are alone in the Navy. I admired the PT boys. And I often wondered how the aviators had the courage to go out day after day and I forgave their boasting. But the submariners! In the entire fleet they stand apart.”
“I dragged my wife from our honeymoon in Africa and landed her in Ontario, Canada, when it was -40 degrees.”
“I dragged myself to my feet, and with my hellhound in tow started off once more through the fastness of the wood, feeling, as the poet did before me, that my companion would be with me through the nights and through the days and down the arches of the years, and I should never be rid of him.”
Source: The Scapegoat
“I dragged on my ruined life in darkness and grief, wrathful in my heart...”
Source: The Aeneid
“I drank a bitter cup of ale, a cupful of fancy, and thoughts slide beyond the mountain rill; clasping every fairness to the quill, the scent of flowers, the musical choir of birds, o’ air! the Divine here! for a poet’s joy to sigh!”
“I drank a bottle of wine for company. It was Chateau Margaux. It was pleasant to be drinking slowly and to be tasting the wine and to be drinking alone. A bottle of wine was good company.”
Source: The Sun Also Rises
“I drank a little California Mountain Red at home and thought--why not--wherever you turn someone is shouting give me liberty of I give you death. Perfectly sensible, thing-owning, Church-fearing neighbours flop their hands over their ears at the sound of a siren to keep fallout from taking hold of their internal organs. You have to be cockeyed to love, and blind in order to look out the window at your own ice-cold street.”
Source: Enormous Changes at the Last Minute: Stories
“I drank a lot when I was a teenager and I don't drink any more, because that's when I thought, you know, I'm gonna end up a car wreck.”
“I drank a lot, but I wouldn't have missed it. I look back on it as sort of dreary enjoyment, because I don't have to be there anymore.”
“I drank a second mouthful in which I find nothing more than in the first, then a third which gives me rather less than the second. It is time to stop; the potion is losing its magic.”
Source: Remembrance of Things Past
“I drank all the water in my thermos, and it is empty. That means the water is in me, and I have become the thermos. I’m like Stanley, only not as popular.”
Source: A Memoir of Memories and Memes
“I drank at every vine, the last was like the first. I came upon no wine so wonderful as thirst.”
Source: Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems
“I drank because it was lovely and I needed a calm to understand the reality.”
“I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.”
Source: Richard Brautigan's Trout Fishing in America, The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster, and In Watermelon Sugar
“I drank Datura inoxia and traveled with the black panther to find the antidote."
"And you saw the energy lines of the trees."
"How do you know?"
"Because I know."
"I smelled the lily of the valley, up close, but the scent of your skin is still sweeter."
"Not as sweet as yours."
"I danced with a rattlesnake."
"There are many of those in life."
"And then, under a flash of lightning, a tree caught fire and I found the bromeliad with no name."
"How strange that a tree caught fire in the rain forest. It's very wet in there."
"I found the plant of passion. The tenth plant."
"You found it with your passion. You set the tree on fire with your passion."
"I love you."
"I love you, too," he said.
"And that is the story of us."
"It is."
"It's true, then, whoever finds the nine plants really does find what they desire."
"It's true."
"Let's say them together."
We began.
"Moonflower, gloxinia, cycad, Theobroma cacao, mandrake, chicory, sinsemilla, Datura inoxia, lily of the valley, and the tenth plant. The bromeliad. The passion plant with no name.”
Source: Hothouse Flower and the Nine Plants of Desire
“I drank for about 25 years getting over the loss of my father and I took the anger out on myself. I did a good job at beating myself up at sometimes. I don't drink anymore but my alcoholic head occasionally says different. 'Nil By Mouth' was a love letter to my father because I needed to resolve some issues in order to be able to forgive him.”
“I drank for about 25 years getting over the loss of my father, and I took the anger out on myself. I did a good job at beating myself up sometimes.”
“I drank from the bottle again and it was a scary plunge because I always wanted to take too much. It hurt, but it was also impressive, like being in the hands of a bigger force. And because of that, a relief.”
Source: Palo Alto: Stories
“I drank from the crisp mountain stream, tasting filtered sky with a mossy undertone. I’ve never understood how being loved fully could change your entire perspective of the world. I only ever understood the wistfulness of it, and the longing and the frothy, violent bits. The mixed up, rained on parts. The escaped bits that smudge and bleed through. Slowly, I am coming to terms with how vulnerable I am to you, flat on my back like a submissive wolf pup. Daisy petals line your eyelashes, juice of a nectarine flavors your tongue. The side of your mouth twitches, hazy dreamscapes overtaking your mind while we bathe in the glorious autumn devastation.”
Source: Sixteenth Notes: the breaking of the rose-colored glasses
“I drank in the moonlight and walked tipsily home, tasting the sky.
Is this the midnight madness that turned my heart into a poet?”
“I drank in the scene around me. Some people were directing traffic, some were throwing buckets full of water on the flames (the whole bucket too, not just the contents), some were snapping photos and one guy, I recognized as a regular of the Black Opal, Scully, was clutching a stool and crying.
It was like the bleacher seats at a Cubs game when the beer gets cut off...”
Source: Opal Fire
“I drank lots of water and orange juice and took a multivitamin and iron supplement for breakfast, which was my regimen since Bill had come into my life and brought (along with love, adventure, and excitement) the constant threat of anemia.”
Source: Living Dead in Dallas: A Sookie Stackhouse Novel
“I drank more wine when I wasn't working as much, to be honest.”
“I drank my bottle of milk and ate my morsel of bread somewhere on the outskirts, while I circumspectly studied my environment or else fell to meditating on my own harsh lot.”
Source: Mein Kampf: My Struggle: (Vol. I & Vol. II) - (Complete & Illustrated Edition)