Danastabenow Quotes & Sayings

Glancing at the time on my phone, I cringe. Midnight. The witching hour. This was when Calease always came for me.
I hate midnight. — Erica Cameron

This is what I like about being a designer: You can't really get it until you see it. — Isaac Mizrahi

Modern man likes to pretend that his thinking is wide-awake. But this wide-awake thinking has led us into the mazes of a nightmare in which the torture chambers are endlessly repeated in the mirrors of reason. When we emerge, perhaps we will realize that we have been dreaming with our eyes open, and that the dreams of reason are intolerable. And then, perhaps, we will begin to dream once more with our eyes closed. — Octavio Paz

I think everything happens as it's supposed to. I don't want to force anything. I want it to be so authentic that it's seamless. — Dwyane Wade

In God we trust; all others must bring data. — W. Edwards Deming

We all have set-backs, use yours as fuel to burn your desire and dedication. — Jerry Gladstone

Last good pratfall I did, I broke bones in both hands. I still feel it when people shake my hand. — Chevy Chase

Where were they from originally? The Seabolts?"
"I don't know, Idaho, Oklahoma, Iowa. One of those red-neck states with vowels on both ends."
"You mean like Alaska? — Dana Stabenow

My favorite thing to do is transform. The further the character is away from me the more I enjoy it. — Erica Schroeder

The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless. — Charles Bukowski

Don't stop when you fail. Instead, use your failures to measure your level of success. — Kevin J. Donaldson

I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon. — Arthur Golden

You took my nightmares and turned them into dreams — Jay McLean

Plopbottle closed his eyes. Suddenly he wasn't a low-grade technician any more, he was Johnny Marino in Disco Night Fever. Confident, sophisticated, chic, and above all, not a goblin. He pointed down to the floor and up to the ceiling, he twirled his jacket round his head and spun on his heels. He hustled, he shimmied, he mash potatoed, he did the boogaloo. — Indigo Lane