Asensio Quotes & Sayings

I always encourage people in the early parts of their career to focus on writing. If you can communicate clearly, if you can articulate a thought, if you can write a great story, then you're going to be successful. — Steve Capus

We should weep for men at their birth, not at their death. — Charles De Montesquieu

He's a liar for a living, all authors are. — Karina Halle

If thou trusteth to the book called the Scriptures, thou trusteth to the rotten staff of fables and falsehood. — Thomas Paine

Answers come and go, I've found. But the questions? Those remain forever. — T.A. Barron

There's a certain pressure you put on yourself to use the comics page to full advantage that can focus your mind to a pinpoint, and when the juices are flowing, that's incredibly exciting. When you've managed to fit a complex set of actions or a complicated emotional passage into a single page there's the sense of satisfaction that I suspect a sculptor gets from chipping away at a piece of stone and ending up with a fully-realized work of art. — James Vance

I write about real people in disguise. If anything, my characters are toned down-the truth is much more bizarre. — Jackie Collins

Kings and philosophers defecate, and so do ladies. — Michel De Montaigne

You're that weird cat-eared cosplay-kid! — Peach-Pit

South Sudan is one of the most hard-put places in the world. — Henry Rollins

Childhood romances always seem so real, so enduring, when we are separated from the object of our affection. But usually, when we return, we find that our dreams and memories quiet surpassed reality.
-Lady Anne, Whitney's aunt — Judith McNaught

I chose to go to Arizona, because it was an opportunity to make something that I've never done. To work with different people and to have a good time when you're recording and to not have the whole thing be some sort of editing process in front of a computer, but to actually try and capture some sort of spirit. — Joel Plaskett

For him the universe did not extend beyond the circumference of her petticoat. — Gustave Flaubert