Lance Overland > Lance's Quotes

“The poor man’s face twisted into a grimace and he pounded on the bar, protesting loudly. “Oh, you shush,” Kim demanded as she continued to knead his shoulders, jerking his whole body as she worked. “You’ll like this in a minute.”
― Kirsten Fullmer, Problems at the Pub

“Cung said, “I have researched Vietnamese People fleeing to the land of the Uc da Loi! On the 26th of April 1976, the first boat carrying Vietnamese refugees arrived in Darwin. (Uc da Loi means Big Red Rat. The Vietnamese People named Australians as such because of the red kangaroo painted on the sides of Australian military vehicles. They did not know what a kangaroo was and so, they thought it was a rat. Hence the name of Uc da Loi.)

(A Gracious Enemy & After the War Volume Two)”
― Michael G. Kramer

“The world is full of magic. You’ve just got to learn how to access it.”
― Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

“Happy Birthday, Sweetheart.”
― Kyle Keyes, Under the Bus

“You can smell Philippe before the door opens, that mix of sea and fruit that makes you think of the Caribbean, but you’ve never been to the Caribbean. You’ve never been outside of Argentina. ”
― Douglas Weissman, Life Between Seconds

“It’s incredible to reflect on how much knowledge and growth power is contained in seeds.”
― Charles Dowding

“I got the pictures with the names, and they match the passport photos and names from Madrid. How did you get the manager to help?”
― Karl Braungart, Fatal Identity

“Writers create impressions that inspire, stir emotions, evoke questions and sprinkle seeds of awe.”
― C. Toni Graham

“spend the afternoon making a meal that will be gone in an hour,”
― Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

“That's the secret of existence. We're all a little mad.”
― Agatha Christie, They Do It With Mirrors

“Roll of thunder hear my cry Over the water bye and bye Ole man comin’ down the line Whip in hand to beat me down But I ain’t gonna let him Turn me ’round”
― Mildred D. Taylor, Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry

“And having given up on life, the Captain suddenly began to live. A great mad joy surged through him. This emotion, coming as unexpectedly as the plunge of the horse when he had broken away, was one that the Captain had never experienced. His eyes were glassy and half-open, as in delirium, but he saw suddenly as he had never seen before. The world was a kaleidoscope, and each of the multiple visions which he saw impressed itself on his mind with burning vividness.

On the ground half-buried in the leaves there was a little flower, dazzling white and beautifully wrought. A thorny pine cone, the flight of a bird in the blue windy sky, a fiery shaft of sunshine in the green gloom - these the Captain saw as though for the first time in his life. He was conscious of the pure keen air and the felt the marvel of his own tense body, his labouring heart, and the miracle of blood, muscle, nerves, and bones. The Captain knew no terror now; he soared the rare level of consciousness where the mystic feels that the earth is he and that he is the earth. Clinging crabwise to the runaway horse, there was a grin of rapture on his bloody mouth.”
― Carson McCullers, Reflections in a Golden Eye

“estaba convencido de que encontrar lo que necesitaba sólo era cuestión de tiempo.”
― Spencer Johnson, ¿Quién se ha llevado mi queso?

“There, in jail, we dreamed of just being outside, free, but when I came out, I discovered that I missed the solidarity we had in jail, the sense of purpose, the way we tried to share memories and food. She said, More than anything else, I miss the hope. In jail, we had the hope that we might get out, go to college, have fun, go to the movies.”
― Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books