Betty MacDonald Quotes
Nancy grabbed Plum's hand and together they ran around the last curve and then they were leaning against the old stone wall that marked Lookout Hill. Far, far down below them, a river was trying to wriggle its way out of a steep canyon. Over to the right, thick green hills crowded close to each other to share one filmy white cloud. To the left, as far as they could see the land flowed into valleys that shaded from a pale watery green, through lime, emerald, jade, leaf, forest to a dark, dark, bluish-green, almost black. The rivers were like inky lines, the ponds like ink blots.
Betty MacDonald
Quotes to Explore
I don't have a disregard for my reader in humor pieces.
Ian Frazier
The most amazing set where I've shot 'Game of Thrones' is definitely Croatia, in Dubrovnik. It's such a stunning country with lots of good watersports there as well. Just a beautiful, beautiful place.
Natalie Dormer
Writing never comes easy. The difference between Page 2 and Page Nothing is the difference between life and death.
Aaron Sorkin
The thing, when you're down two sets to love, is to stay calm, even though it's hard, because people are freaking out, people are worried for you.
Rafael Nadal
The bodies we have are not made for extended use. We must cope with accumulated DNA damage, cell damage, muscle atrophy, bone loss, decreased muscle mass, and joints worn out from overuse during a lifetime of bipedal locomotion. It might have worked great for prehistoric humans, but it wreaks havoc on our knees and hips.
S. Jay Olshansky
I have seen people climbing up and down the ladder of success, and I learnt a lot from them.
Nawazuddin Siddiqui
I love the flesh. I'm a pagan. 'Who are they who speak evil of the clay? The very stars are made of clay like mine!'
Jack London
When you write a novel, you never have to be in the service of the reader. My only concern with my books is that the world that's created be as logical and whole as possible.
Hanya Yanagihara
The best prophet of the future is the past.
Lord Byron
That's exactly how it's supposed to happen. You can't say enough about just having enough eyes on the river.
Laura Bailey
I sang the first green leaf upon the bough, the tiny kindling flame of emerald fire, the stir amid the roots of reeds, and how the sap will flush the briar
Clinton Scollard
Nancy grabbed Plum's hand and together they ran around the last curve and then they were leaning against the old stone wall that marked Lookout Hill. Far, far down below them, a river was trying to wriggle its way out of a steep canyon. Over to the right, thick green hills crowded close to each other to share one filmy white cloud. To the left, as far as they could see the land flowed into valleys that shaded from a pale watery green, through lime, emerald, jade, leaf, forest to a dark, dark, bluish-green, almost black. The rivers were like inky lines, the ponds like ink blots.
Betty MacDonald
