Fabbio Quotes & Sayings

The wound, as I called it, was three inches across, eighteen inches long, and as deep as my backbone. I was gutted like a Halloween pig. It couldn't be stitched up because of infection danger and I had to heal from the inside out. When the nurse first saw it, she said, "Oh my God!" Which scared me to death. Just what I needed. And it had to be washed out with saline at least three times a day and disinfected. Slosh it in with a squirting machine, suck it out with a vacuum machine. The first time I looked down at what they were doing, I said it, too: "Oh my God!" I didn't look down there again for weeks. — William S. Burroughs Jr.

It's my brothers"-Nathan croaked
"I don't give a fuck if they're your sisters"- Swanson said "I'll kiss them just the same — Maya Banks

But solitude is sadness.'
'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break. — Charlotte Bronte

In oratory the will must predominate. — David Hare

The talent of historians lies in their creating a true ensemble out of facts which are but half true. — Ernest Renan

I didn't want this dance to end, or Kiggs to let go of my hand. I didn't want him to turn his eyes away, or live any other moment than this one. — Rachel Hartman

When I took over the Writers' Workshop, it was one little class and there were eight students. All of them, brilliantly untalented ... I had an absolute vision after the first workshop meeting. — Paul Engle

Because I am hard, you will not like me. But the more you hate me, the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair. — R. Lee Ermey

Jesse: " Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts?"
Rose: " Are you volunteering? — Richelle Mead

The Olympic games should be a matter between individual athletes and the gods. Noisy flag-waving dishonors gods and men alike. — Dave Beard

Any wave of the ocean could be my epitaph. — Marty Rubin

And what of the dead? They lie without shoes
in the stone boats. They are more like stone
than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse
to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone. — Anne Sexton

Be guided by the stars which you place well on the canopy of your night sky. — Mary Anne Radmacher