Aeriform Pasadena Quotes & Sayings

Her novels, which I have not yet read, are usually described as the work of a writer's writer, or perhaps of someone who has been to the Institute for the Theory of Literature in Zagreb. — Clive James

Success is buried in the garden of failure. — Rick Wakeman

On the Races of Our Continuum:
"First, you should understand that we are all The One's children and that means we are all family. As one of my parents liked to say, "One, two, or three caudal orifices, it really doesn't matter, for it still gets all the work done." I like to say that we do not all look alike, but we all think alike."
The Great Siblinghood, Tymorann Alphrontex (as translated by D. J. Kenny) — D.J. Kenny

I ain't never known you to fight over a woman, Cardone," Clint remarked.
"This one I will."

-Clint & Lynx — Janelle Taylor

Peace, non-violence, human rights and the environment - if only everybody saw these as the seamless whole that they are — Jonathon Porritt

Publicists cater to bloggers because they can play them; bloggers cater to publicists because they want their ads. — Stephen Rodrick

Not everything needs to be recycled. — William McDonough

If you know yourself, then you'll not be harmed by what is said about you. — Sufyan Al-Thawri

All I know about what people think of my gear is what a couple of my friends tell me, and one of them always wants to borrow money, so I'm not sure how reliable he is. — Banksy

Ridge Lawson, will you sign my boobs? — Colleen Hoover

All that the unsuspecting Bilbo saw that morning was an old man with a staff. He had a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak, a silver scarf over which his long white beard hung down below his waist, and immense black boots.
"Good morning!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat.
"What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I wish it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"
"All of them at once," said Bilbo. "And a very fine morning for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, into the bargain." Then Bilbo sat down on a seat by his door, crossed his legs, and blew out a beautiful grey ring of smoke that sailed up into the air without breaking and floated away over The Hill. — J.R.R. Tolkien

This damned burg's getting me. If I don't get away soon I'll be going blood-simple like the natives. — Dashiell Hammett