Chrysta Castaneda Quotes & Sayings

I like coffee in the morning and decaf green tea throughout the day ... When I was younger and modeling, to kick-start a diet I would do a juice cleanse. — Christie Brinkley

There is no way to tell which version of a lie is the truth. — Steven Galloway

But, brothers, this biting of their toe-nails over what is the CAUSE of badness is what turns me into a fine laughing malchick. They don't go into what is the cause of GOODNESS, so why of the other shop? — Anthony Burgess

What else could he possibly have done? What choices did he ever have? — Tabitha Suzuma

Every once in awhile we may fall on our face, but we insist on doing what we wanna do. — Cliff Burton

Look at the world as a reflection of your inner state. — Deepak Chopra

Normally, what you're envious of is a book, not a writer: standards, ideas, levels ... almost nonexistent things. — James Salter

When I was growing up, it was still during Apartheid, so the country was very shielded from the outside artistic world. Anything that was too subversive was basically banned. All the music that we got from outside of South Africa was the poppiest, least subversive music that you could get. — St. Lucia

Much of the Snowden archive revealed what can only be called economic espionage: eavesdropping and email interception aimed at the Brazilian oil giant Petrobras, economic conferences in Latin America, energy companies in Venezuela and Mexico, and spying by the NSA's allies - including Canada, Norway, and Sweden - on the Brazilian Ministry of Mines and Energy and energy companies in several other countries. — Glenn Greenwald

I never expect anything,' said Marthe. 'It provides a level, low-pitched existence with no disappointments.'

'I'm all for a level, low-pitched existence,' said Philippa. 'And when you see your way back to one, for heaven's sake don't forget to tell me.' At which Marthe, surprisingly, laughed aloud. — Dorothy Dunnett

Shall they return to beating of great bells
In wild train-loads?
A few, a few, too few for drums and yells,
May creep back, silent, to village wells,
Up half-known roads. — Wilfred Owen

Simple music is the hardest music to play and blues is simple music. — Albert Collins

I love to go and mingle with the young
In the gay festal room
when every heart
Is beating faster than the merry tune,
And their blue eyes are restless, and their lips
Parted with eager joy, and their round cheeks
Flush'd with the beautiful motion of the dance. — Nathaniel Parker Willis