Culletons Quotes & Sayings

I am ancient Alina.
I know things about power that you can barely guess — Leigh Bardugo

Warmest climes but nurse the cruellest fangs: the tiger of Bengal crouches in spiced groves of ceaseless verdure. Skies the most effulgent but basket the deadliest thunders: gorgeous Cuba knows tornadoes that never swept tame northern lands. — Herman Melville

Yakov spent the whole day playing his fiddle; when it got completely dark, he took the notebook in which he recorded his losses daily, and out of boredom began adding up the yearly total. It came to over a thousand roubles. This astounded him so much that he flung the abacus to the floor and stamped his feet. Then he picked up the abacus, again clicked away for a long time, and sighed deeply and tensely. His face was purple and wet with sweat. He thought that if he could have put that lost thousand roubles in the bank, he would have earned at least forty roubles a year in interest. And therefore those forty roubles were a loss. In short, wherever you turned, there was nothing but losses everywhere.
- Rothchild's Fiddle — Anton Chekhov

Stress is a form of suffering. — Eckhart Tolle

He was a great poet" They lamented.
No, he was not a great poet," said Theo, "He was a good poet, he could have been better. That's the real loss don't you see? — Lloyd Alexander

I'm pretty easy going, I think. — Beau Mirchoff

Something about him seemed crafted for her, and that thought made her face flame, like she was standing too close to a fire. — Marissa Meyer

When you really do find a new idea or you're in and it's all working, that's the gift. It's like a musician when they hit a riff, that's when you're like all right, it's mellow. You back off and just ride it. — Robin Williams

I think funny is just the foundation. I don't really think, to some extent, funny is the absolute most important thing. It should also communicate some idea through the medium of cartooning. Just to be funny is ... You know what, the things that you laugh hardest at aren't cartoons. — Robert Mankoff

But when tragedy strikes, it leaves no part of your life, of your being, untouched, unscathed, unscarred. ~Blood Like Poison: For the Love of a Vampire — M. Leighton

He said it, his voice as low as hers, with the same sound of being forced past one's breath, and she missed an instant of time, as in the stillness after a blow, because she felt that this - not the moments when he had carried her in his arms down the mountainside, but this meeting of their voices - had been the closest physical contact between them. — Ayn Rand