Elyne Mitchell Quotes
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse — came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra
Elyne Mitchell
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I have a fascination with Flight 93. My emotions are mixed: awe, gratitude, fear, heartache, pride - even, in some ways, guilt.
Dana Perino
I've always wanted to be my own person and stand by the things I believe in and I thought I might lose that independence if I ran for political office.
Samuel Dash
Dried porcini add a substantial, deep flavour to otherwise more neutral vegetables. I use them in risottos, mashed roots and winter soups.
Yotam Ottolenghi
I don't believe in personal immortality; the only way I expect to have some version of such a thing is through my books.
Isaac Asimov
The thing about Moby Dick is that, at heart, it's a very simple plot - there's only one white whale in the ocean. When you're a boy growing up in a hostile home, you imagine it's unique: it's happening only to you.
Gavin O'Connor
I'm trying to have some longevity in this business. If that means not working for a while and just picking the right job, so be it.
Aaron Paul
I’m going to ask one question for everything that comes across my desk, which is, ‘How is this going to create jobs?’
Gina Raimondo
Empathy takes time, and efficiency is for things, not people.
Stephen Covey
In my first year or so at the 'Post,' I began to write with some frequency on the least important issues - so-called light editorials. The titles themselves are revealing of just how light: 'On Being a Horse,' 'Brains and Beauty,' 'Mixed Drinks,' 'Lou Gehrig,' and 'Spotted Fever.'
Katharine Graham
Having something commissioned made it easier for me to share my work and see it out there and have people read it without feeling like there was a piece of my soul on the page.
Paula Hawkins
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse — came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra
Elyne Mitchell