Camyou Quotes & Sayings

Secret's value is not in what you know, but in what you do. — Dan Millman

just put the fear of God in them. — Neil Gaiman

I write everything I do. On the average, it takes you about sixty months from the first molecule of an idea to it being in front of an audience. I'm actually somebody that creates their own stuff. — Mike Myers

Bill Hader does a really good impression of me. — Fred Armisen

In Ollie's opinion, garnered from extensive reading, nothing was guaranteed to drive people apart faster than finally having sex. It was pretty much fatal to any good flirtatious relationship. Almost as bad as marriage. And everyone knew there were no romantic books written about married couples. It was all in the chase. — John Wiltshire

I can't tell you what to do, Ishmael. I've tried to understand what it's been like for you - having gone to war, having lost your arm, not having married or had children. I've tried to make sense of it all, believe me, I have - how it must feel to be you. But I must confess that, no matter how I try, I can't really understand you. There are other boys, after all, who went to war and came back home and pushed on with their lives. They found girls and married and had children and raised families despite whatever was behind them. But you - you went numb, Ishmael. And you've stayed numb all these years. — David Guterson

If summer was a book then I was going to write something beautiful in it. In my own handwriting. But I had no idea what to write. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

Size isn't everything." Mackenzie Winters — Bella Jeanisse

The role of the defense is to be an advocate for their client, regardless of whether he did it or not, within the bounds of the law. — Jeffrey Toobin

I wasn't ready
For you.
I understood nothing
Seemingly except my feelings
You were whirling
In your life
I was keeping
Everything in my head
To Marina — Kenneth Koch

He touched her arm. "Frau Steadman, how old are you?" "I am twenty-nine." She looked up at him, puzzled by the question. "Why?" He removed his hand and slid it into his trouser pocket. "You were a young bride, then." She tipped her head. "Yes, I suppose I was. No one seemed to think I was too young, however. My sister-in-law was very eager to see me wed. She could be rid of me then, you see." She offered a weak smile. "You are still a young woman. Do you - " his ears turned bright red - "do you ever wish to have another family?" Immediately she turned her attention to the pot of bubbling cornmeal mush. "I don't know." Why was he asking this? — Kim Vogel Sawyer