Cameron Dicker Quotes & Sayings

Don't worry about something going away; enjoy it while it's happening. And don't worry about something that's not even real. — Nicole Kidman

It's hard to listen to your own record or your own songs and not pass judgment in a critical way just because it's your own thing. It's weird to sit down to listen to it to enjoy it. — Alex Gaskarth

The gift of beauty can be found in ugly feelings. — Deborah Sandella

Doing nothing for others is the undoing of ourselves. — Horace Mann

He was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world, and every body hoped that he would never come there again. — Jane Austen

You get the feeling that on a lot of days the audience for most music would kind of rather not be faced with the artist, especially because we've been educated to think that the artist are these special creatures are otherwordly and aren't like us. — Amanda Palmer

And the world goes on regardless of joy or despair or one woman's fortune or one man's loss. And we can't know the lives of others. And we can't know our own lives beyond the details we can manage. And the things that change us forever happen without us knowing they would happen. And the moment that looks like the rest is the one where hearts are broken or healed. And time that runs so steady and sure runs wild outside the clocks. It takes so little time to change a lifetime and it takes a lifetime to understand the change. — Jeanette Winterson

Even if we painstakingly piece together something lost, it doesn't mean things will ever go back to how they were Berserk — Kentaro Miura

We semaphore from ship to ship, but they're sinking, too. — Mignon McLaughlin

Oh, Glenn!--forgive--me! " she faltered. "I was only--talking. What do I know? Oh, I am blind--blind and little! — Zane Grey

I wished I stayed at the movies, where I could have at least had some popcorn with my drama. — Robin Benway

This was thieves' cant. Mosca was a lover of words, and she had a sneaking liking for the grimy panache of cant, and those who wore it like a ragged red cloak. — Frances Hardinge