Cittern Guitar Quotes & Sayings

- With respect, Professor McGonagall, I'm not quite sure you understand what I'm trying to do here.
- With respect, Mr. Potter, I'm quite sure I don't. Unless - this is a guess, mind - you're trying to take over the world?
- No! I mean yes - well, NO!
- I think i should perhaps be alarmed that you have trouble answering the question. — Eliezer Yudkowsky

Not the rich viol, trump, cymbal, nor horn,
Guitar, nor cittern, nor the pining flute,
Are half so sweet as tender human words. — Bryan Procter

The Internet, I'm trying to point out, is a kooks' paradise. Anybody with a keyboard and a modem can spread fear, loathing, and just plain asinine ideas among hundreds of thousands of people with the click of a button. Discouraging, but true. — David F. Emery

It was a cream colored trapeze, sleeveless with a keyhole top that may or may not have been showing managerialappropriate cleavage. -Georgina — Richelle Mead

I think I am becoming my own ghost. — John Banville

As I look around the quiet room, I see a thousand leather covers like doorways into worlds unknown. — Laura Whitcomb

Garrison Keillor read several of my poems on 'The Writer's Almanac' and I've heard from listeners nationally and internationally. That's one of the great gifts of email. — Ellen Bass

I believe that the Source from which we come is alive in us as our breath, and as we speak and sing and breathe, we release the beauty of the Creator into the world. — Jan Phillips

one bothers oneself for nothing. — Mbella Sonne Dipoko

Dormer by name, Dormer by nature: I love to sleep. — Natalie Dormer

When you find the one, when you share the spark of kismet, then it becomes inconceivable to walk through life with anyone else. — Karpov Kinrade

It's like the smarter you are, the more things can scare you. — Katherine Paterson

I don't want to trudge up insane mountains or through war-torn lands. Just a nice stroll through the hill and dale. But now I walk everywhere in the city. Any city. You see everything you need to see in a lifetime. Every emotion. Every condition. Every fashion. Every glory. — Maira Kalman