Famous Quotes & Sayings

Charles Caleb Colton

For what are the triumphs of war, planned by ambition, executed by violence, and consummated by devastation? The means are the sacrifice of many, the end, the bloated aggrandizement of the few.

Charles Caleb Colton

War is a game in which princes seldom win, the people never.

Charles Caleb Colton

Mystery magnifies danger, as a fog the sun, the hand that warned Belshazzar derived its horrifying effect from the want of a body.

Charles Caleb Colton

Men will wrangle for religion, write for it, fight for it, die for it; anything but live for it.

Charles Caleb Colton

Wars are to the body politic, what drams are to the individual. There are times when they may prevent a sudden death, but if frequently resorted to, or long persisted in, they heighten the energies only to hasten the dissolution.

Charles Dickens

Why am I always at war with myself? Why have I told, as if upon compulsion, what I knew all along I ought to have withheld? Why am I making a friend of this woman beside me, in spite of the whispers against her that I hear in my heart?

Charles Dickens

I believe that the heaviest blow ever dealt at liberty's head will be dealt by this nation in the ultimate failure of its example to the earth.

Charles Stross

There's a long-standing (50 year old) flame war within the field over whether it's "sci-fi" or "SF".SF has traditionally been looked down on by the literary establishment because, to be honest, much early SF was execrably badly written - but these days the significance of the pigeon hole is fading; we have serious mainstream authors writing stuff that is I-can't-believe-it's-not-SF, and SF authors breaking into the mainstream. If you view them as tags that point to shelves in bricks-and-mortar bookshops, how long are these genre categories going to survive in the age of the internet?

Charles Stross

I like lassic British spy thrillers. Seriously. If the cold war was still on, that's something I'd be writing.

Charles Caleb Colton

If all seconds were as averse to duels as their principals, very little blood would be shed in that way.

Charles Spurgeon

In agony unknown He bleeds away His life; in terrible throes He exhausts His soul. "Eloi! Eloi! lama sabachthani?" And then see! they pierce His side, and forthwith runneth out blood and water! This is the shedding of blood, the terrible pouring out of blood, without which, for you and the whole human race, there is no remission.

Charles Spurgeon

Blood, always precious, is priceless when it streams from Immanuel's side.

Alan Ball

Well, here's the thing with relationships on 'True Blood': Once they happen then you have to throw a monkey-wrench into them, because to have people be happy is not that exciting.

Aiden Wilson Tozer

There is no place to hide but in the blood of the Lamb.

Chief Seattle

All things are connected like the blood which unites one family.

Darren Shan

I sucked blood from one of my best friends

David Satcher

Our nation's blood supply is safer than it's ever been, and it's getting safer as we speak

Cesare Pavese

I thought of how many places there are in the world that belong in this way to someone, who has it in his blood beyond anyone else's understanding.

Charles Caleb Colton

Slight sorrow for sin is sufficient, provided it at the same time produces amendment.

Charles Dickens

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.

Alan Paton

But sorrow is better than fear. For fear impoverishes always, while sorrow may enrich.

William Shakespeare

Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.

John Heywood

Be of comfort, and your heavy sorrow Part equally among us; storms divided, Abate their force, and with less rage are guided.

Charles Wolfe

Go, forget me! why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me, and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing! Smile,—though I shall not be near thee; Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!

Edith Wharton

There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.

Edwin Hubbel Chapin

It is those who make the least display of their sorrow who mourn the deepest.

Charlotte Bronte

There is, I am convinced, no picture that conveys in all its dreadfulness, a vision of sorrow, despairing, remediless, supreme. If I could paint such a picture, the canvas would show only a woman looking down at her empty arms.