Best Fletch Lives Quotes & Sayings

With kids, they force you to get out of bed. They force you to smile. They remind you of spontaneity. — Fred D'Aguiar

Nonfiction-wha t the hell, that just says, this is nongrapefruit we're having this morning. — John McPhee

But I was a lonely creature, and although I would have been very happy to have a friend I just never happened to meet one. — Robertson Davies

The actor should be able to create the universe in the palm of his hand. — Laurence Olivier

There's always something to suggest that you'll never be who you wanted to be. Your choice is to take it or keep on moving. — Phylicia Rashad

Jones described what followed in his official report:
All the oil, the tanks, barrels,engines for pumping, engine-houses, and wagons- in a word, everything used for rising, holding, or sending it off was burned. The smoke is very dense and jet black. The boats, filled with oil in bulk, burst with a report almost equaling artillery, and spread the burning fuel down the river. Before night huge columns of ebony smoke marked the meanderings of the stream as far as the eye could see. By dark the oil from the tanks on the burning creek had reached the river and the whole stream was a sheet of fire. A burning river, carrying destruction to our merciless enemy, was a scene of magnificence that might well carry joy to every patriotic heart.- General William E. " Grumble" Jones — Clint Johnson

In the end, I feel that one has to have a bit of neurosis to go on being an artist. A balanced human seldom produces art. It's that imbalance which impels us. I often think that all I want to do now is to avoid suicide, accidental or otherwise. Other than that, I think living on the edge is what drives my work and me beyond a certain point. The artist lives with anxiety. When you finally reach a plateau of achievement, there comes a new anxiety - the hunger to push on still further. That angst is what makes you go forward. — Beverly Pepper

Goodness was more difficult than evil. Evil men knew that more than good men. That's why they became evil. That's why it stuck with them. Evil was for those who could never reach the truth. It was a mask for stupidity and lack of love. Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter
it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for. — Colum McCann