Chapnick Readiness Quotes & Sayings

All writers are egomaniacal, manic-depressive, drug-addicted alcoholics. You want to have that fix again. — T.C. Boyle

We are the products of editing, rather than of authorship. — George Wald

There are only two reasons that anybody does something for 50 years. You've got to believe in what you are doing and love the art form. I love harmony-tight, close harmony. — Bill Gaither

Abstract design is all right - for wallpaper or linoleum. But art is the process of evoking pity or terror, which is not abstract at all but very human. — Robert A. Heinlein

Apostasy from Islam is a crime and is punishable by death. — Ali Gomaa

My definition of a true religion is one that does good in the world.
It tries to find ways to help people be themselves. It does not try to shape people to be what we think they should be, then break spiritual or man-made laws to accomplish that. The sign of a good religion is that it helps the people grow to become more godlike, to be capable of more love and mercy
for themselves as well as for others. — Harold Klemp

Love might come again, Surely Dreams Never. — Sarvesh Jain

The mind of guilt is full of scorpions. — William Shakespeare

Monsters are entirely mythological, sir, like spirits, werebeasts, and competent bureaucrats. — George R R Martin

Your goal, as a creative investor, is to launch your ship into financial orbit ... and then put it on automatic pilot. — Robert G. Allen

I still love coming into work everyday after so many years working as an actress. I've been working more or less continuously and I find I have to really want to do the project to make it work because you have to put such an enormous amount of effort into it. — Amanda Burton

Focus on our ignorance." She didn't quite grasp the concept. She'd never been ignorant. — John Sandford

In gay culture hookups are a way of escaping your class. — Hank Azaria

I tug off my glove and reach into my pocket for the Danish I grabbed at breakfast this morning; I hadn't had a chance to eat anything before our early start today. And though I haven't the faintest idea what dogs eat, exactly, I offer the Danish anyway. The dog practically bites off my hand. It chokes down the Danish in two bites and starts licking my fingers, jumping against my chest in excitement, finally plowing into the warmth of my open coat. I can't control the easy laughter that escapes my lips; I don't want to. I haven't felt like laughing in so long. And I can't help but be amazed at the power such small, unassuming animals wield over us; they so easily break down our defenses. I — Tahereh Mafi