Quotes About Difference

there's a big difference between death threats and love letters--even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.

It's hard to tell the difference sometimes, between what's real affection and what's someone wanting to take advantage of you. But when you feel the real thing...well, you'll know.

Assertions that the modern homosexual and modern gay subculture are significantly different from the past are based primarily upon ignorance of that past.

The difference between paranoia and remaining alert is how you let your fear affect you.

The important point is that the competitive life of an asset may be different (and usually shorter) than its accounting life.

Customs, morals—is there a difference? Woman, do you realize what you are doing? Here, by the grace of God and an inside straight, we have a personality untouched by the psychotic taboos of our tribe—and you want to turn him into a carbon copy of every fourth-rate conformist in this frightened land! Why don't you go whole hog? Get him a brief case and make him carry it wherever he goes—make him feel shame if he doesn't have it.

women have birthdays, men have ages.

Marines say that the difference between a Marine general and God is that God doesn't think he is a general. If Krulak decreed that a new world would be created in two weeks, his will would be done. And it was.

nostrils flickered and twitched. Her breathing pattern changed when she sniffed for a scent. Sniffing wasn't breathing. The air she drew for sniffing did not enter her lungs. Sniffs were small sips she took in groups called trains. A train could be from three to seven sniffs, and Maggie always sniffed in threes. Sniff-sniff-sniff, pause, sniff-sniff-sniff. Budress' dog, Obi, sniffed in trains of five. Always five. No one knew why, but each dog was different. Scott

You've got to love what's lovable, and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.

So I took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference.

The Road not Taken [...] I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference...

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence; Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference, from The Road Not Taken, published in 1916.

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference

One of life's best coping mechanisms is to know the difference between an inconvenience and a problem. If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire – then you've got a problem. Everything else is an inconvenience. Life is inconvenient. Life is lumpy. A lump in the oatmeal, a lump in the throat and a lump in the breast are not the same kind of lump. One needs to learn the difference.

Ye are different, Emma. I doona need ye in order to survive. But surviving is no' the same as living. Or the same as feeling human again. I am alive when I'm with you. Ye feed my soul. (Angus MacKay)

I doona want to be loved because I'm Undead. No more than ye would want to be rejected for being mortal.

People may hate you for being different and not living by society's standards but deep down, they wish they had the courage to do the same.

So, I've decided to take him down to the tavern where he can meet real people and hear real adventures. That'll cure him of that fairy-tale nonsense before it sets in too deeply. (I'm no stranger to nonsense, having done plenty of it over the course of my own life, but at least I know the difference.)

This was the only real difference between the two of them, an empty apartment, and another full of life.

a face as suggestive of early maturity as his brother's was of lingering boyishness.

It's funny how things seem different, suddenly.

For the rest of his life, he realized, he would be torn like this, aware of Phoebe's awkwardness, the difficulties she encountered in the world simply by being different, and ye propelled beyond all this by her direct and guileless love. By her love, yes, and, he realized...by his own new and strangely uncomplicated love for her.