Clever Thursday Quotes & Sayings

I read a lot of fantasy. I adored 'Anne of Green Gables'. But my favourite books as a child were probably Laura Ingalls Wilder's 'Little House' series, about a pioneer family in the mid-19th-century American west. I often thought of them as I was writing 'The Last Runaway'. — Tracy Chevalier

I don't like to play above or below people's heads. Basically, I just like to get up in front of a crowd and rip it up. — Angus Young

I hate it when you see in films people with their anoraks flapping open in a blizzard. They'd be dead in a couple of minutes. It's got to be real. It's got to work. — Michelle Paver

We should take care not to make the intellect our god; it has, of course, powerful muscles, but no personality. — Albert Einstein

I write to say what I cannot speak — Ben Mitchell

PROFESSOR RUBEK. Well, they are trifles, perhaps; but at any rate the time passes for us in that way as well as another, Maia. — Henrik Ibsen

As for goals, I don't set myself those anymore. I'm not one of these 'I must have achieved this and that by next year' kind of writers. I take things as they come and find that patience and persistence tend to win out in the end. — Paul Kane

So an autobiography about death should include, in my case, an account of European Jewry and of Russian and Jewish events - pogroms and flights and murders and the revolution that drove my mother to come here. — Harold Brodkey

Compassion in action may be the glorious possibility that could protect our crowded, polluted planet ... — Victoria Moran

Thank you, Pig Keeper," Phillip said, and placed a few gold coins in the boy's hand. The boy's eyes went wide as he felt the weight of the gold,even as he absently corrected his prince. "Uh, Assistant Pig Keeper, actually. — James Riley

Fairy-tale city. From the air, red rooftops hug a kink in a dark river, and by night the forested hills appear as spans of black nothing against the dazzle of the lit castle, the spiking Gothic towers, the domes great and small. The river captures all the lights and teases them out, long and wavering, and the side-slashing rain blurs it all to a dream. This was Akiva's first sight of Prague; — Laini Taylor