Betty MacDonald Quotes
It was Christmas Eve. Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of the Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful.
Tall fir trees stood up to their knees in snow and their outstretched hands were heaped with it. Those that were bare of leaves wore soft white fur on their scrawny, reaching arms and all the stumps and low bushes had been turned into fat white cupcakes.
Betty MacDonald
Quotes to Explore
Problems will disappear as darkness disappears with the onset of light.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
I have a grim outlook on the world, and in particular on humanity. Spent years denying it, but I am very misanthropic. And I live alone on a mountain for a reason.
Caleb Carr
If I had not been dyslexic, I wouldn't have needed sports. I would have been like every other kid. Instead, I found my one thing, and I was never going to let go of it. That little dyslexic kid is always in the back of your head.
Caitlyn Jenner
The Arab Spring I think we will look back whether it's two years, five years, ten or fifteen. And say it's a good thing.
Abdullah II of Jordan
I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
Jack London
I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of Him.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I only have one idol: John Lennon.
Michael Hirst
When I think of influential females in hip-hop, my mind goes to Foxy Brown, hands down.
Action Bronson
We want work and we want honest jobs. Our minds and our hands will be our keep!
Viktor Yushchenko
I jammed my hand in my jacket pocket, bracing myself fo the next hit, and fel something. Something grainy and samll, sticking to the tips of my fingers: the sand from Commons Park. Oh Cass, I thought. I miss you so, so much.
Sarah Dessen
Some people put their work on the internet and check every day how many people look, how many people made contact, but I don't have internet, I don't have a hand-phone, I don't have fax, I don't have email. I just have old-fashioned telephone and letters.
Erro
It was Christmas Eve. Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of the Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful.
Tall fir trees stood up to their knees in snow and their outstretched hands were heaped with it. Those that were bare of leaves wore soft white fur on their scrawny, reaching arms and all the stumps and low bushes had been turned into fat white cupcakes.
Betty MacDonald
