Ceglarz Quotes & Sayings

I know that's blasphemous when you are from Detroit, but I was never a fan of Motown stuff. I don't care for the production much. — Jack White

My fingers are callused from gripping tree limbs, and my nails are short and grubby with bark. They are like the talons of a bird that lives only in trees. — Ned Hayes

Let heaven fill your thoughts instead. Because when you do, everything on earth gets placed in its proper perspective. — Greg Laurie

Opera?" Trelon asked tiredly, "What the hell is opera?" "I'll tell you what it is! It is the screeching of the death birds, that what it is!

Capturing Cara (Dragon Lords of Valdier, #2) — S. E. Smith

Is not a critic," asks Professor Stoll, "... a judge, who does not explore his own consciousness, but determines the author's meaning or intention, as if the poem were a will, a contract, or the constitution? — William K. Wimsatt

And be aware that people fall under one of two categories: they are either your brother and sister in faith, or they are your counterpart in humanity. — Imam Ali Bin Abi Taleb

I have no admiration for culture. I have no reserve knowledge, no provisional knowledge. And everything that I learn, I learn for a particular task, and once it's done, I immediately forget it, so that if ten years later, I have to get involved with something close to or directly within the same subject, I would have to start again from zero, with some few exceptions. — Gilles Deleuze

There's no point asking why life has reserved certain joys or griefs, you just accept them and carry on. — Paulo Coelho

If you really love something, you have to know how to let go. — Kim Tae-yeon

I've brought you some camomile tea, sir," said Albert. HMM? "Sir?" SORRY. I WAS THINKING. WHAT WAS IT YOU SAID? "Camomile tea?" I THOUGHT THAT WAS A KIND OF SOAP? "You can put it in soap or tea, sir," said Albert. He was worried. He was always worried when Death started to think about things. It was the wrong job for thinking about things. And he thought about them in the wrong way. — Terry Pratchett

The first man gets the oyster, the second man gets the shell. — Andrew Carnegie

Judge really underestimated how fucking smart the damn detective was. He had set his own self up, falling for Michaels' charm, his intoxicating eyes and seductive smile as he let himself get swindled in a deal. But Judge never ever went back on his word. Now he was bent over a counter, legs spread and ass open. Judge — A.E. Via

Instead, he'd been so desperate to prove to her that he did indeed fulfill that final requirement of hers - that of being a heroic officer - that he'd been thoughtless. He'd been so eager to show her that he was indeed no deserter, no pirate, but an actual knight, indeed, that he'd sat here sweating in his finest dress uniform waiting for her to regain her senses. He had wanted to impress her. Surprise her. Instead, he had shocked her into oblivion. — Danelle Harmon

Caffeine restricts blood flow to the brain. — Daniel G. Amen

The allure of unthinking animal bliss is powerful; it always calls to us, in the same way as the edge of a cliff or the waves of the ocean: Jump. It is a necessary part of our natures, full of delight and danger in equal measure. Yet to the mind trained in language, taught to spy subtleties and take joy in them, such crude, baser matters can pale after a while. But there lies grave peril also: The propensity to empathize with pain expressed in words encourages a poet to avoid the real thing, and a too-passionate love of books can mew one in a cloister, putting up walls where there should be free range. I decided long ago - to keep myself sane amongst the illiterate and unthinking - that there would be poetry in my life. But there would also be fucking. I would have them both, but follow the sage advice of modern beer commercials and enjoy responsibly. — Kevin Hearne