Berliners Los Angeles Quotes & Sayings

I must stop compromising my plays with this whiff of social application. They must be entirely untouched by any suspicion of usefulness. — Tom Stoppard

It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not. — Paul Auster

An objective truth and individual reason are feared above all. — Jimmy Johnson

In LA I was watching At the Movies with Ebert and Roper, it was, nice to see them differentiate between the subject matter and the art form of making the film, and they both gave it thumbs up, and I was kind of pleased at their honesty as far as reviewers go. — Michael Berryman

Drive them out utterly, so they may never return and prey upon our people. — Katherine Paterson

Normally, when politicians talk about 'cutting the budget,' they really mean reducing the amount of increase. Actual spending goes up while the politicians claim to have 'cut the budget.' — Mark McKinnon

For those who have only to obey, law is what the sovereign commands. For the sovereign, in the throes of deciding what he ought to command, this view of law is singularly empty of light and leading. In the dispersed sovereignty of modern states, and especially in times of rapid social change, law must look to the future as well as to history and precedent, and to what is possible and right as well as to what is actual. — William Ernest Hocking

Many of my questions still remain unanswered, many of my fears still remain as shadows. Allow me to know the questions in my heart, allow me to remove the shadows from my vision.
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A Daughter's Worth novel — Michelle Carithers

What a miracle that God would take sinners such as ourselves and give us new hearts with a disposition to love him and trust him in the midst of our circumstances. — Gloria Furman

I am the son of a murdered woman - anybody who'd call my books misogynistic is, frankly, out of their fucking mind.
— James Ellroy

They'd dueled in the lamplight of her kitchen that night, savaging each other with accusations that could never be recalled. Now, he couldn't remember half of what they'd said, only the colors and lights and seething tide of fear all around them. He could still taste the acrid burn of unfairness. — Lauren Gilley

What are our memories but the ultimate proof that we exist? — Rick Yancey