Cher Mermaids Quotes & Sayings

You know, who cares about seeing the girls when everybody wants to see the band. That's what's important, KISS is important. I think we look great, and the attitude is there, and I'm real happy with it. — Eric Carr

I mean, why would you want the funny sidekick when you can have the heroine? — Lauren Layne

Within the songwriting community, there are these unwritten rules for the way that a song should be written in country music, and I think that those rules are constantly being broken over the years, and the molds change and the process is evolving. — Sam Hunt

I don't think we're an animal that was built to be happy; we are an animal that was built to reproduce. — Helen Fisher

You grow and learn a lot about the industry and what happens behind closed doors over the years. — Roy Ayers

The believer's cross is no longer any and every kind of suffering, sickness, or tension, the bearing of which is demanded. The believer's cross must be, like his Lord's, the price of his social nonconformity. It is not, like sickness or catastrophe, an inexplicable, unpredictable suffering; it is the end of the path freely chosen after counting the cost. It is not, like Luther's or Thomas Muntzer's or Zinzendorf's or Kierkegaard's cross, an inward wrestling of the sensitive soul with self and sin; it is the social reality of representing in an unwilling world the Order to come. — John Howard Yoder

I am completely, utterly obsessed with clothes. To an embarrassing extent. — Sam Taylor-Johnson

Being a professional writer is not an easy way to make a living. — Tracy Kidder

Periodic fasts are necessary to flush out the poisons. — Jentezen Franklin

Maybe you can talk to donkeys, too," Dr. Milligan smiles. Emma nods. "I can sometimes Galen can be a jackass."
"That hurts my feelings, Emma," Galen says, trying to look hurt. — Anna Banks

If she had looked out the window, she might have seen a great, hoary old black owl alight on the branch of the oak tree. She might have seen the owl lean perilously forward on his green-black branch and, without taking his gaze from her window, fall hard - thump, bash! - onto the streetside. She would have seen the bird bounce up, and when he righted himself, become a handsome young man in a handsome black coat, his dark hair curly and thick, flecked with silver, his mouth half-smiling, as if anticipating a terribly sweet thing. — Catherynne M Valente

You've got to be in a position for luck to happen. Luck doesn't go around looking for a stumblebum. — Darrell Royal