Antonio Horta-osorio Quotes & Sayings

The cultural infrastructure was buckling and society's veil of sanity was slipping away, exposing its uncharitable Id. — Bobby Adair

I stuck my tongue out at her because I'm not all that mature and I still enjoy doing the things that cracked me up when I was ten. — Elle Casey

He is obsessed with you; he might even be in love with you. Of course, he is Fae so he doesn't recognize it as such, but it is all over him. We can all see it. He wants you and he will not let you go. — Amelia Hutchins

We passed Clarabelle," Skulduggery said. "She drank from one of the test tubes she was holding."
Kenspeckle's head dropped. "That girl," he said. "One of these days she'll learn. I don't know what she'll learn, but she'll learn and it will be a good day."
"Is she in any danger?"
He started searching drawers. "Not really. Both tubes contain mineral water. You'd be astonished how many I've given her water and told her it was something else and not to drink it. She always drinks it though. Always. It's a compulsion. — Derek Landy

He was going to die soon, you knew when you saw those eyes. There was no sign of life in his flesh, just the barest traces of what had once been a life. His body was like a dilapidated old house from which all furniture and fixtures have been removed and which awaited now only its final demolition. — Haruki Murakami

It is not a disaster to be unable to capture your ideal, but it is a disaster to have no ideal to capture. — Benjamin E. Mays

I've always liked fashion but maybe not to the point that I was so sick about it that I wanted to draw my own things. — K-Maro

This speech wasn't forever. Being embarrassed as not forever. None of this was forever. But trying was. Living was. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

The first archer lets his arrow fly, soaring over the crowd and hitting it's mark in a shower of sparks.
The bonfire ignites in an eruption of yellow flame.
Then second chime follows.
the second archer sends his arrow into the yellow flames, and they become a clear sky-blue.
A third chime with a third arrow. and the flames are a warm bright pink.
Flames the color of a ripe pumpkin follow the fourth arrow.
A fifth, and the flames are scarlet-red.
A sixth brings a deeper, sparkling crimson.
Seven, and the fire is soaked in a color like an incandescent wine.
Eight, and the flames are shimmering violet.
Nine, and violet shift to indigo.
A tenth chime, a tenth arrow, and the bonfire turns deepest midnight blue. — Erin Morgenstern

(You shouldn't guess about someone's past; if you don't see any evidence of it, a person's past remains unknown to you.) — John Irving