Andrew Neel Quotes
Escaping into the fantasy of intellectual investigation or narrative story telling makes me feel hopeful. That too is a fiction, but one that makes me feel good sometimes.
Andrew Neel
Quotes to Explore
If you feel like snacking, stock up on almonds, walnuts and cranberries.
Nargis Fakhri
Without sounding too pretentious, I feel my job is almost like becoming a monk or a nun - it's a calling.
Felicity Jones
There is a feeling, when you listen to radio, that it's one person, and they're talking to you, and you really feel their presence as one person.
Ira Glass
I've had a love affair with the desert ever since I can remember. No matter what I wrote - contemporary romance, spy thriller, high fantasy - it was going to have a desert in it.
Rae Carson
I don't want to look sloppy, because then I feel sloppy.
Karl Lagerfeld
Infidelity has always existed, but I feel like it was brushed under the carpet, behind the scenes. Now everyone is at it - and they've stopped pretending they're not.
Karan Johar
Someone asked me the other day what it feels like to see all my 'old stuff' reappearing, at long last, in digital. And I had to smile because to me it doesn't feel like 'old stuff.'
Barbara Hambly
If you had to sum up chemistry in one sentence, it might be this: Atoms need to have full shells of electrons to feel satisfied, and different elements steal, shed, or borrow different numbers of electrons to achieve a full shell.
Sam Kean
My people have been sucked into the violence because some feel they have to retaliate, and some feel they have to protect themselves.
Mangosuthu Buthelezi
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain; to show them we love them not when we feel like it, but when they do.
Nan Fairbrother
I came to feel very, very sentimental about those sets, which is ludicrous, because they represent everything which is transitory and insubstantial. It's absurd that one should feel sentimental about timber and canvas.
Patrick Stewart
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
W. H. Auden
