Edigen Quotes & Sayings

I lean in quickly and kiss him. "We may," I say. — Elise Allen

And then I got to thinking about how, if someone met me for the first time now, they would need to know about Uncle Ed and my parents in order to understand me. Sometimes it feels as though I'm defined by all the people I've lost , like one of those negative-space pictures, where what's not there is just as important as what is. — Claire Wong

I realized then, that Cassie was going to kiss me. As my eyes found hers, something opened up between us. It was as if I was seeing something deeper inside her, then I ever had before. Without any words, I saw then, that Cassie loved me. — Melanie Cusick-Jones

Natalya hugged him hard, already torn with remorse over the forces that govern this family. "No, Seva, you won't be allowed to capture it," she said.
"Your grandfather believes in freedom. — Barbara Kingsolver

I have a terrible image in my mind of a cow going to slaughter. There's not a lot of fight in them. Pigs, they'd squeal and thrash around. They'd fight. It's almost as if cows don't know they have a choice. Not that they don't panic, but they do so in a quiet way. — Cloris Leachman

I love the chemistry that can be created onstage between the actors and the audience. It's molecular, even, the energies that can go back and forth. I started in theater, and when I first went into movies, I felt that my energy was going to blow out the camera. — Glenn Close

The notion of rights is linked with the notion of sharing out, of exchange, of measured quantity. It has a commercial flavor, essentially evocative of legal claims and arguments. Rights are always asserted in a tone of contention; and when this tone is adopted, it must rely upon force in the background, or else it will be laughed at. — Simone Weil

This is exactly what I need to do right now: to walk, walk, walk, breathe some fresh air, take a look at a city I've never visited before, and enjoy feeling that it's mine. — Paulo Coelho

I wanted to write a voice that for me, as a reader, had been missing from the chorus: the voice of an angry woman. — Claire Messud