Barillet Quotes & Sayings

Josie shattered into many pieces, too fragmentary to collect. But it wouldn't be impossible to travel to each of those worlds. After all, you needn't stay long." Mom puts a hand on my shoulder, a touch meant to soothe that instead makes my skin crawl. "You won't be killing anyone, Marguerite. The entire dimension will simply be erased from the multiverse. No one will feel any pain. No one will even know." When a dimension died, it would take its entire history with it. The people within it wouldn't die; they would never have been born. — Claudia Gray

I associate music with fun and joy. — Joshua Bell

On horseback he seemed to require as many hands as a Hindu god, at least four for clutching the reins, and two more for patting the horse soothingly on the neck. — Hector Hugh Munro

Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief. — William Shakespeare

Total confusion, disconnected nothing, absolute bewilderment. It's an enigma wrapped in a mystery, stuffed in a burrito, and smothered in taco sauce. — Russ Gregory

Joe has sense enough to know
He is a god.
So many gods don't know. — Langston Hughes

Unless we announce disasters no one will listen. — John T. Houghton

To all those who care,
You can't forever.
Time steals the years,
And your reflection in the mirror.
But I can still see the story in your eyes,
And your timeless passion that's never died.
While your skin became tired,
Your heart became strong,
The present became the past,
And your memories like a song.
And though the moment at hand is all that we have,
You've taught me to live it like it is our last.
Since two words don't say 'thank you' the way they are meant to,
I'll try all my life to be something like you. — Crystal Woods

I spent my whole life as a writer talking to just the average guy in Los Angeles and Latin America, talking to working people. — Hector Tobar

In terms of digital photography, I continue to print and use film for the most part. I still shoot with film, 21/4 film specifically, and I love it. I love it because I know what it does, how it really responds to light. — Carrie Mae Weems

What was civilization ever, really, but the attempt by man to talk himself into being good? Only good, mind you. The rest had to be shoved somewhere out of sight, under the rug. Which History indeed did, at times politely, at times police-ly, and yet something was always sticking out, breaking loose, overthrowing. — Stanislaw Lem