Eddie Colla Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes I write stuff that strangely predicts what's going to happen in my life. — David Byrne

I felt so sad that it felt like my rib cage was collapsing in on itself. — Emery Lord

It must be less wicked to love the wrong person than not to love anybody at all. — Edith Wharton

Parents needn't bother driving small children around to see the purple mountains' majesties; the children will go right on duking it out in the back seat and whining for food as if you were showing them Cincinnati. No one under twenty really wants to look at scenery. — Barbara Holland

There is only one history of any importance, and it is the history of what you once believed in, and the history of what you came to believe in. — Kay Boyle

Liberace was one of the biggest stars in America. He was a kind of a phenomenon. — Michael Douglas

No one ever tells you that: that there's no method. Writing's a lawless place. — Naomi Wood

When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind! — John Dryden

It's sad to see Time's toothless mouth laughing the poets to scorn. The stars are all explained and the mist is all measured, and there is no magic left in this dreary world. — Mark Forsyth

From my point of view, compatibilism is a little like saying: a puppet is free so long as it loves its strings. — Sam Harris

Did you know that when Dave Navarro first met Carmen Electra, rumor has it that he was so taken with her beautiful eyes that he went out and bought over a hundred pairs of sunglasses for her to wear to cover her eyes whenever she left her house so no one would fall in love the way he did? — Samantha Daniels

My liberation as a man is tied to your liberation as a woman. — Tony Porter

Angela Carter ... refused to join in rejecting or denouncing fairy tales, but instead embraced the whole stigmatized genre, its stock characters and well-known plots, and with wonderful verve and invention, perverse grace and wicked fun, soaked them in a new fiery liquor that brought them leaping back to life. From her childhood, through her English degree at the University of Bristol where she specialised in Medieval Literature, and her experiences as a young woman on the folk-music circuit in the West Country, Angela Carter was steeped in English and Celtic faerie, in romances of chivalry and the grail, Chaucerian storytelling and Spenserian allegory, and she was to become fairy tale's rescuer, the form's own knight errant, who seized hold of it in its moribund state and plunged it into the fontaine de jouvence itself.
(from "Chamber of Secrets: The Sorcery of Angela Carter") — Marina Warner

The cello is such a melancholy instrument, such an isolated, miserable instrument. — Ritchie Blackmore