Caprial Quotes & Sayings

At the end of the day, New Yorkers need a mayor who understands the problems they face, brings a smart plan and good people to the table, and, more than anything, has the independence, courage and conviction to do the right thing. — Sal Albanese

It may not seem like much - a few kisses in the dark - but it was enough to burn a hole like an ulcer in my heart. — Jean Kwok

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

Freedom is just another word: It seems to get truer the older I get. — Kris Kristofferson

I ask questions, and a large part of my life has been spent asking questions of Ken Livingstone. — Trevor Phillips

I don't necessarily think stories have functions any more than diamonds have functions, or the sky has a function ... Stories exist. They keep us sane, I think. We tell each other stories, we believe stories. I love watching the slow rise of the urban legend. They're the stories that we use to explain ourselves to ourselves. — Neil Gaiman

Every storm runs out of rain, just like every dark night turns into day. — Gary Allan

I didn't cry, because, actually, I was an intercontinental ballistic missile, with an atomic warhead; they don't cry. Why — Annie Dillard

If you can make a living doing what you love, that is a blessing. — David A.R. White

Two and two, four; four and three, something else. Something into something, more; some more into less. Oh, God, numbers did give me a headache. — R.K. Narayan

He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. — George Orwell

So I submit to you that what we represent is a Fifth Column, a Fifth Column that represents the best aspirations that human community is capable of, a Fifth Column that is willing to look at the structure of the psyche in contrast to the mess of society, and willing to dream. — Terence McKenna

If a great comedy landed on my doorstep, I would find it hard to say no. — Eric Bana

What's most explosive about historical fiction is to use the fictional elements to pressure the history to new insights. — Matthew Pearl

So," Cal said, drawing out the word, "that was Margo. Your roommate. The one you're not attracted to. The one you don't think about 'that way.'"
Jake snorted. "He thinks about her 'that way' and a thousand other ways, too, I'll bet."
"At least a thousand," Cal agreed. "In the car. On a bar. Against a door. On the floor. In the shower. In a tower." He paused. "I'm channeling Dr. Seuss."
Jake snickered. "On a bed. In a shed. In a tent. Under a vent. On a slope. With some rope." "Rope is too rough. It chafes delicate skin," Cal noted. "I prefer to use one of my ties."

Zeke crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you done yet?"
"Why are you still here? Don't you have anything better to do?" Cal asked.
"Yes, you do. Her name is Margo. — Jenna Sutton