Scott Frost Quotes

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The past should remain firmly behind one. The present holds enough obstacles.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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I do not know why I shot the bird. At the moment I squeezed the trigger it seemed that the only two things in the world were the crow and myself. And now there is just me.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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The whole universe is one bright pearl, and there is no need to understand it.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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I wish I was older. And that I knew more than I do.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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All I know is that I do not believe in anything anymore and that I must find something to believe in or I will cease to be.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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To believe you know where you are headed is not to understand where one is at the moment.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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There's so much you thought you could never face. The decision not to try to control your power, to let it be your demon. Too shameful to remember, so you let it eat your life up instead. But you're past it now, Scott. And all you had to defeat, all you had to let go of...was you. You're free, my love. You're free.
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Joss Whedon (Astonishing X-Men, Vol. 3: Torn)
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A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up towards the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-coloured rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
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One of the odder services the Villa Candessa provided for its long-term guests was its β€œlikeness cakes”—little frosted simulacra fashioned after the guests by the inn’s Camorr-trained pastry sculptor. On a silver tray beside the looking glass, a little sweetbread Locke (with raisin eyes and almond-butter blond hair) sat beside a rounder Jean with dark chocolate hair and beard. The baked Jean’s legs were already missing. A few moments later, Jean was brushing the last buttery crumbs from the front of his coat. β€œAlas, poor Locke and Jean.” β€œThey died of consumption,” said Locke.
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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The best way out is always through. β€”ROBERT FROST
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Scott Jurek (Eat and Run: My Unlikely Journey to Ultramarathon Greatness)
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I do not believe in goodness in the world anymore. What is good either dies or is killed.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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The only way love ever affected death was in making it more painful.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
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My experience of the past several years does not lend itself to the belief that good can or will defeat evil. This is not a pessimistic view, but simply an observation of facts as I have experienced them.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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Of course I'm a threat. Why? Did you think for a moment that I wasn't?" - Emma Frost
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Scott Lobdell (Generation X Classic, Vol. 1)
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We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea. The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. ...
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F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
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We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as the wind does on the sea.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald
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A lover persevere in his suit under very discouraging circumstances. Affection can withstand very severe storms of rigor, but no a long polar frost of downright indifference. Don’t, even with your attractions, try the experiment upon any lover whose faith you value. Love will subsist on wonderfully little hope, but no altogether without it.
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Walter Scott
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I thought it was just a picture of madness. But that wasn't. It was a message, it has to be, those words are too specific.
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Scott Frost (Never Fear (Alex Delillo, #2))
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I was looking for a way to be someone else,'I said.
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Scott Frost (Never Fear (Alex Delillo, #2))
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I am sure of nothing except that to believe you know where you are headed is not to understand where one is at the moment.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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Wanting something to be different will not make it so.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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Cheap food tends to be highly-refined and layered with sugar, like the Frosted Flakes described previously. Sugar in all its forms has a direct effect on the dopamine response as we determined.
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Scott Abel (Beyond Metabolism: How Your Brain, Biology, and the Environment Create and Perpetuate Weight Issues …and What You Can Do About It)
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The parable of the spider was not invented by Scott. There is a much older storytelling tradition, spanning many cultures, about their industry and perseverance. Spiders and caves come up again and again, often in tales to comfort children. One old fable has the holy family fleeing Herod’s men soon after Christ’s birth. They take shelter in a cave and a spider, understanding the importance of the child, spins a web across the cave mouth to make it look as if no one has entered in a long time. Overnight the strands are covered by glittering frost and by the time the soldiers arrive, the illusion is complete. Tinsel is hung on Christmas trees in memory of the crucial role played by another spider and another web.
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Neil Oliver (A History Of Scotland)
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A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-coloured rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
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(...) if a person, as one theory goes, is chosen to live in a particular time for one specific reason, then why am I here now? What moment in history is my life destined to intersect with? Or has it already happened, and I just didn't understand that that was my moment?
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)
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Arthur, arming himself with his good sword, sallied out to the lawn in front of the Landamman's dwelling, amid the magic dawn of a beautiful harvest morning in the Swiss mountains. The sun was just about to kiss the top of the most gigantic of that race of Titans, though the long shadows still lay on the rough grass, which crisped under the young man's feet with a strong intimation of frost.
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Walter Scott (Anne of Geierstein)
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Half a decade after Frost and Gross’s β€œThe Hoarding of Possessions,” an article in Comprehensive Psychiatry found that β€œthe disorder belongs to a similar category of social deviance as homelessness, which does not necessarily represent mental illness.”9 In their efforts to puzzle out the phenomenon, the authors approached hoarding as less of a mental illness located in the brain and more of a socialized phenomenon located in the world-at-largeβ€”the inverse of its current reception.
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Scott Herring (The Hoarders: Material Deviance in Modern American Culture)
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There was Bonnie, the rabbit. His fur was a bright blue, his squared-off muzzle held a permanent smile, and his wide and chipped pink eyes were thick-lidded, giving him a perpetually worn-out expression. His ears stuck up straight, crinkling over at the top, and his large feet splayed out for balance. He held a red bass guitar, blue paws poised to play, and around his neck was a bow tie that matched the instrument’s fiery color. Chica the Chicken was more bulky and had an apprehensive look, thick black eyebrows arching over her purple eyes and her beak slightly open, revealing teeth, as she held out a cupcake on a platter. The cupcake itself was somewhat disturbing, with eyes set into its pink frosting and teeth hanging out over the cake, a single candle sticking out the top. β€œI always expected the cupcake to jump off the plate.” Carlton gave a half laugh and cautiously stepped up to Charlie’s side. β€œThey seem taller than I remember,” he added in a whisper. β€œThat’s because you never got this close as a kid.” Charlie smiled, at ease, and stepped closer. β€œYou were busy hiding under tables,” Jessica said from behind them, still some distance away. Chica wore a bib around her neck with the words LET’S EAT! set out in purple and yellow against a confetti-covered background. A tuft of feathers stuck up in the middle of her head. Standing between Bonnie and Chica was Freddy Fazbear himself, namesake of the restaurant. He was the most genial looking of the three, seeming at ease where he was. A robust, if lean, brown bear, he smiled down at the audience, holding a microphone in one paw, sporting a black bow tie and top hat. The only incongruity in his features was the color of his eyes, a bright blue that surely no bear had ever had before him. His mouth hung open, and his eyes were partially closed, as though he had been frozen in song.
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Scott Cawthon (The Silver Eyes: Five Nights at Freddy’s (Original Trilogy Book 1) (Five Nights At Freddy's))
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Think I have made a terrible mistake going to college. Have decided to become a shepherd and spend my days tending to flocks of goats
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Scott Frost
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Miss Frost put her fingers to her forehead. "Do explain, Maddy. You're making it sound as if you've fallen into some unspeakable sin." "You might say so," Miss Barton said. "I wrote a book.
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Melissa Scott (A Death at the Dionysus Club (Julian Lynes and Ned Mathey, #2))
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The Yard needs a young man for this, someone who's not afraid of tramping through muck to look at dead bodies and figure out how they got that way." He cast an apologetic sidelong glance at Miss Frost. "I positively thrive on reports of gruesome murder," she said.
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Melissa Scott (A Death at the Dionysus Club (Julian Lynes and Ned Mathey, #2))
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I look at the world like frost in a windowpane, confused, unseeing, and I wait for a solution which will never come. I see the world through eyes glazed over, searching for relief from the ungodly pain. Fuck the stigma. I just want normalcy.
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Scott C. Holstad (Cells)
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I need her still, and I don't know what to do. She was just here.
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Scott Frost (The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes)