Espuma Quotes & Sayings

The crumbling castle, looming among the mists, exhaled the season, and every cold stone breathed it out. The tortured trees by the dark lake burned and dripped, their leaves snatched by the wind were whirled in wild circles through the towers. The clouds mouldered as they lay coiled, or shifted themselves uneasily upon the stone skyfield, sending up wreathes that drifted through the turrets and swarmed up hidden walls. — Mervyn Peake

I've always been in the theater. I've always gone to it. That's been my way to cope. Early on in my career, I remember running - fleeing - to the theater as a way of coping with all the meshugaas that was going on for me. — Al Pacino

Celebrating love, wherever it is found" (Trevor Dennis). I'm using this sermon title as the essence of my novel — Trevor Dennis

But you said you did not love our father. How can you have faith in him if you didn't love him?"
"Maybe that's the reason," Adam said slowly, feeling his way. "Maybe if I had loved him I would have been jealous of him. You were. Maybe - maybe love makes you suspicious and doubting. Is it true that when you love a woman you are never sure - never sure of her because you aren't sure of yourself? I can see it pretty clearly. I can see how you loved him and what it did to you. I did not love him. Maybe he loved me. He tested me and hurt me and punished me and finally he sent me out like a sacrifice, maybe to make up for something. But he did not love you, and so he had faith in you. Maybe - why, maybe it's a kind of reverse. — John Steinbeck

Pa? You never said. What'm I gonna be? Good or bad?
He kisses the top of my head. Whispers in my ear, so's only him and me can hear. You, my darlin daughter, are gonna be somethin else entirely. — Moira Young

Because we're not free when there are no boundaries-we're in great danger. — Lynn Austin

Anthony raised his red plastic cup to me and shouted something, but it was too hard to hear over the music.
"What?" I called back.
"You look great!" A goofy smile was plastered on his face.
"Oh boy," Vee said. "Not just a pimp, but a smashed pimp."
"So maybe he's a little drunk."
"Drunk and hoping to corner you alone in a bedroom upstairs." Ugh. — Becca Fitzpatrick