Benarkan Battery Quotes & Sayings

Venison Haiku
Deer, O dear, you're
heart's centered in my cross-hairs.
I love venison. — Beryl Dov

Story is important but the most important is the theme and how you're going to convey theme cinematically. I'm a believer also — Alfonso Cuaron

When God is about to give His people the expected good, He pours out a Spirit of prayer, and it is a good sign that He is coming towards them in mercy. — Matthew Henry

At the climax of failure, at the moment when shame is about to do us in, suddenly we are swept away by a frenzy of pride which lasts only long enough to drain us, to leave us without energy, to lower, with our powers, the intensity of our shame. — Emil Cioran

Taping yourself and making yourself listen to the tape of each performance no matter how bad is really important. There's always a nugget line or a direction pointed out to you in even the worst show. — Franklyn Ajaye

Your body is not a tragedy. It is the only one you get, no matter how much it may challenge, confound, frustrate, or thrill you, and fighting your body isn't worth the hurt and the divide. — Lesley Kinzel

Watch the way the words affected her . . . the way the light went out of her eyes . . . the way she stiffened as though he'd struck her. "You're horrible," she said, simply. Honestly. In that moment, as she looked at him, all calm accusation, he hated himself enough for both of them. But he was a master at hiding his emotions. "It seems that way." The words were flippant. Forced. — Sarah MacLean

Perhaps extreme danger strips us of all pretenses, all ambitions, all confusions, focusing us more intensely than we are otherwise ever focused, so that we remember what we otherwise spend most of our lives forgetting: that our nature and purpose is, more than anything else, to love and to make love, to take joy from the beauty of the world, to live with an awareness that the future is not as real a place for any of us as are the present and the past. — Dean Koontz

Every woman had a breaking point and Maliah's was incredibly high when it came to Danny. Granted, — Porscha Sterling

How soft indeed the song of butterflies eating. — Kiyoshi Takayama

THE OWLS
by: Charles Baudelaire
UNDER the overhanging yews,
The dark owls sit in solemn state,
Like stranger gods; by twos and twos
Their red eyes gleam. They meditate.
Motionless thus they sit and dream
Until that melancholy hour
When, with the sun's last fading gleam,
The nightly shades assume their power.
From their still attitude the wise
Will learn with terror to despise
All tumult, movement, and unrest;
For he who follows every shade,
Carries the memory in his breast,
Of each unhappy journey made.
'The Owls' is reprinted from The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire. Ed. James Huneker. New York: Brentano's, 1919. — Charles Baudelaire

The working mothers of America deserve medals. — Constance Marie

I knew my limitations and the limitations of the courts I played on, and adjusted thusly. I was at my best in bad conditions. — David Foster Wallace

(even though, technically, Karanuk's previous publisher was supposed to get an exclusive — Debra Ginsberg