Cunnigan Cunnigan Quotes & Sayings

The only way to stay sane is to go a little crazy. — Susanna Kaysen

This world is too fast and the people are so busy they may never get the time to stop and admire you when they pass you by; and I'm afraid this will slowly make you forget how very beautiful you are. Never forget that, love. You're an angel. The most beautiful of all angels. — Adwitiya Borah

If you work in a public space, you have to be aware that no one is buying a ticket. — Florentijn Hofman

Indoor pools just don't seem as inviting to me. — Summer Sanders

Interestingly, the word 'person' did not originally refer to the individual in the way we tend to use it today. Instead, 'person' came, via french, from the Latin word 'persona', which referred to the mask worn by tan actor to protray a particular character. In this theatrical sense, personality has to do with the role or character that the person plays in life's drama. The person's individuality, in this sense, is a matter of the roles or characters that he or she assumes. — Nick Haslam

The natural world operates by its own set of rules. The animal world, all the places that are feral and ungovernable, that's where I find a lot of inspiration. There is just as much beauty there, but there is also decay and violence. — Carrie Brownstein

Are you out of your princely wits?
What's he? Let me have his beard sawed off and his eyebrows filed more civil! — John Webster

There is always more information than attention — Tim Ferriss

If your decision-making is improved on the ground, certainly you'll be less likely to make the kind of errors that will linger with you the rest of your life and lead to regret, remorse, and a whole cascade of psychological dysfunction. — Amishi Jha

I am here just to express my love.
I am here just to be kind.
I am here just to enhance the beauty.
I am here just to care for the humanity. — Debasish Mridha

The bone-chillingingly cold air is still. Silent. — Andrew Anastasios

Farvell," she said in Fjerdan. "May Djel watch over you until I can once more. — Leigh Bardugo

I walked slowly out on the beach. A few yards below high-water mark I stopped and read the words again: WRITE YOUR WORRIES ON THE SAND. I let the paper blow away, reached down and picked up a fragment of shell. Kneeling there under the vault of the sky, I wrote several words, one above the other. Then I walked away, and I did not look back. I had written my troubles on the sand. The tide was coming in. — Arthur Gordon Webster