Baudelio Martinez Quotes & Sayings

I couldn't help it: Brendan was abs-olutely pec-tacular, horrible puns intended and very accurate. — Cara Lynn Shultz

The night it falls
The stars shine through
The inky black
That is the cue
For plot demands
That dreams be sown
The fantasies
I have alone
The words come fast
They flow like wine
I am the midnight writer... — Virginia Alison

When I was younger I used to pick things just to face the fear. — Vincent D'Onofrio

Government is a ruling structured thuggery. — Toba Beta

POETS Day, remember! Fox smiled to himself: Piss Off Early, Tomorrow's Saturday. It was all the invitation he needed. — Ian Rankin

According to our anarchist writers, world conflict should lead to creative chaos. If such chaos is intelligently exploited, a free society will emerge. But when I looked about me, I was forced to accept that the preconditions of creative chaos did not exist, neither did the intelligent exploiters. Chaos presupposes a vacuum of power, yet bourgeois power was gaining everywhere, and so was the military might of America, for whom West Germany was by now the arsenal and craven ally in the world war that appeared inevitable. As to the intelligent exploiters, they were too busy making profits and driving Mercedes cars to avail themselves of the opportunities we had created for them. — John Le Carre

Frost is back - this is a brilliant read, I can't recommend it highly enough. — Martina Cole

I'd say if you live in the United States of America and you vote for George Bush, you've lost your mind. — John Edwards

Killing prostitutes had become an obsession with me. I could not stop myself. It was like a drug. — Peter Sutcliffe

Around him the chorus had begun, great swarms of creatures that he guessed to be insects, frogs maybe, everything else in this infernal country that had a voice. Why night? he thought. They don't say a thing all day long. The sun goes down and they have some kind of contest to see who can croak and buzz the loudest. Just to keep us awake, I guess. Revenge for slapping at them all day, killing their cousins. — Jeff Shaara