Carcano Quotes & Sayings

I promise you, ABBA will never reform - I couldn't bear the stress of disappointing everyone. — Bjorn Ulvaeus

The good news is that going blind is not going to make you as unhappy as you think it will. The bad news is that winning the lottery will not make you as happy as you expect. — Daniel Gilbert

I'd like, each time out as a writer, to reinvent who I am and what I'm doing. That's one of the great pleasures and rewards of the occupation. — Richard Powers

Ally may be Evan's by law, but she's mine by nature. And in a battle between lions, no one gives a fuck about what's lawful. — S.L. Jennings

But then I think: my guitar is just a thing. You know? And my brother is a person. A thing is not more important than a person... — Kasie West

I think people are more apt to believe photographs, especially if it's something fantastic. They're willing to be more gullible. Sometimes they want fantasy. — Cindy Sherman

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the mother for the child. — Henry Ward Beecher

He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced
or seemed to face
the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey. — F Scott Fitzgerald

It was August 1988, I was an 80s person, contemporaneous with Duran Duran and The Cure, not that fiddle and accordion music grandad listened to in the days when he trudged up the hill in the dusk with a friend to court grandma and her sisters. I didn't belong here, with all of my heart I felt that. It didn't help that I knew the forest was actually an 80s forest and the mountains actually 80s mountains. So what was I doing here? My plan had been to write. But I couldn't, I was all on my own and lonely to the depths of my soul. — Karl Ove Knausgard