Detuned Piano Quotes & Sayings

They're still looking at him," she said to Magnus under her breath. "At Will, I mean."
"Of course they are," said Magnus. His eyes reflected light like a cat's as they surveyed the room. "Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell. He's very pretty, and vampires like that. I can't say I mind either." Magnus grinned. "Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination."
Tessa reached up to pat Camille's pale blond curls.
Magnus shrugged. "Nobody's perfect. — Cassandra Clare

I'm a living testimony that anything is possible. — Cam Newton

Seeing is better than being blind, even when seeing hurts. — Abraham H. Maslow

You must appreciate that love is the last reason for which a man marries. — Tobsha Learner

Oi, stop looking at my nethers. Be a gentleman, look away. When a gal's in a predicament you should 'elp 'er out — James Minter

A great task has been completed and an even larger one remains. — Madeleine Albright

The caterpillar's end is the butterfly's beginning. — Matshona Dhliwayo

My idea of storytelling is-I wouldn't say it's religious but I would say it's spiritual. You know, the chemist Friedrich August Kekule worked for twenty years trying to figure out the structure of the benzene ring, and he couldn't do it. And then one night he was sleeping and he had a vision of a snake swallowing its tail. So he told his students about it and they said, 'Not bad, you go to sleep and you wake up with that.' And he said, 'Visions come to prepared spirits.' The way Billy Wilder put it was 'The muse has to know where to find you.' — David Milch

In a lot of states LGBT people can be fired for just being gay or for just being trans. That's totally legal. — Ellen Page

Our preachers weren't always right, but they were never in doubt. — Mark Lowry

Official history is believing the murderers at their word. — Simone Weil

A night of exhilaration, of boredom and terror, in which the merest of sounds took on other forms - grew large in the expanse of darkness. After several hours the sheep gradually stopped calling to each other from accross the river banks, and a brittle quiet descended. I desperately wanted to walk down to the water's edge. To see the black river in the moonlight. But a mixture of reason and fear kept me locked along the safe paths high above. — Richard Skelton

I've been kissed Slade. I'm a virgin, not a nun. — Shayla Black