Chineur In French Quotes & Sayings

I've felt the pressure of wanting to be known as a young actress rather than just Alisha from 'Misfits'. — Antonia Thomas

A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there - even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity. — Robert Doisneau

I kissed him and let that emotion consume me, to settle the pain that had risen inside my soul - to heal the pain I knew he felt. I let it consume and override the doubt that all we really needed was one another. That this empty hole could be filled with the love we felt for one another. — Cassandra Giovanni

What we perceive as art, the universe perceives as directions. — Neal Shusterman

When I write, I enter a transpersonal state of consciousness, a lightheaded realm of mental imagination, a cognitive place where I can lithely finger the coherent and the absurd. I seek to cross over an intricate boarder where the conscious and unconscious minds meet, traversing the aperture where the real and the imaginary intermingle. I aspire to establish a detached vantage point where I can survey the entire human condition. — Kilroy J. Oldster

The language of soul ... possesses a pronounced lyrical quality which is frequently incompatible to any music other than that ceaseless and relentlessly driving rhythm that flows from poignantly spent ideas. — Claude Brown

I thought about the irony of dying just after learning I wasn't dying. I thought, you don't need cancer to die. It could come just like that, from a moment of carelessness. — Anonymous

My father spoke with his hands. He was deaf. His voice was in his hands. And his hands contained his memories. — Myron Uhlberg

Rachel moans, "Great. Well, he's not the only one sexually frustrated."

I laugh. "Well, then get over these issues so you both can be relieved."

"How's Alex?" She raises an eyebrow at me.

"I'm sure fine," I say defensively. "I haven't seen him in a few weeks."

"Really? I thought he made a nightly appearance."

"Rachel, those dreams aren't him. It's my f'ed up brain replaying my memories as a form of torture... — Isabelle Joshua