Broadcloth Studio Quotes & Sayings

I believe in me. I'm a little screwed up, but I'm beautiful — Steve McQueen

Love is the best drug, bar none. — Crystal Woods

You know you've checked into Heartbreak Hotel for real when you feel less desirable than uncooked fish. — Plum Sykes

He who knows he has enough is rich. Perseverance is a sign of will power. He who stays where he is endures. To die but not to perish is to be eternally present. — Lao-Tzu

A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under. — Jeanette Winterson

Talking to God, I felt, is always better than talking about God; those pious conversations - there's always a touch of self-approval about them. THERESE OF LISIEUX[1] I — Eugene H. Peterson

We accept it as normal that people who have never been on the land, who have no history or connection to the country, may legally secure the right to come in and, by the very nature of their enterprises, leave in their wake a cultural and physical landscape utterly transformed and desecrated. What's more, in granting such mining concessions, often initially for trivial sums to speculators from distant cities, companies cobbled together with less history than my dog, the government places no cultural or market value on the land itself. — Wade Davis

I've always gone out with men who wanted a cook all the time. — Heather Mills

Your character is your best hand in this game called life. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Do something real, and keep it simple. — Craig Newmark

My ability to notice that kind of thing, the sanctity of the bubble that you create, has not been so good in a way, in that I notice it concurrently with actually doing the thing. I always notice it in retrospect. — Andy Richter

I was a bookworm who aced every test - until third grade, when my teacher handed out a pop quiz about Jesus and the Apostles. — Caroline Leavitt

I hate bullshitters; you can never bullshit them. — Karina Halle

Jesus is interested in changing cultures, not just putting bodies in chairs. — Bill Johnson

Alas, is even Love too weak to unlock the heart and let it speak? Are even lovers powerless to reveal To one another what indeed they feel? — Matthew Arnold