Fazzis Restaurant Quotes & Sayings

So where did you get your information? Werewolves for Dummies? No, wait, you watched Underworld? Or maybe you were raised by wolves? Stop me
when I'm warm. - Shella — Krista Alasti

On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths,
And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat:
Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet.
I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak,
I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul;
And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy,
through the countryside - as happy as if I were a woman.
Sensation — Arthur Rimbaud

To endure oneself may be the hardest task in the universe. — Frank Herbert

And my real enemy is not to hold the specimen sterile, but it's the lighting. The light is our real enemy. So we have to work with very very poor lighting. But we can increase the light with computers. — Lennart Nilsson

He was a collection of hard lines and tailored edges — Leigh Bardugo

Strong and healthy is the new sexy. — Ronda Rousey

The finest works of art are precious, among other reasons, because they make it possible for us to know, if only imperfectly and for a little while, what it actually feels like to think subtly and feel nobly. — Aldous Huxley

Beautiful eyes in the face of a handsome woman are like eloquence to speech. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

Sometimes this genius goes dark and drowns in the bitter wells of his heart. — Clemens Brentano

Hue does not refer to how light, dark, or intense, but only what kind of color: what hue. It takes all three aspects to make a color, therefore 'red' is not a color, but only one aspect, the hue, of some partially defined color. — William Tapley Bennett Jr.

Then rang the war chime, the clang of steel on steel loud over Leavenheath, and there came into my heart again the longing to wipe out the memory of old defeats, and I gripped my axe and shield and waited for my turn to come. — Charles W. Whistler

What's broken can always be fixed
What's fixed will always be broken — Jens Lekman

The things that converge in the writing of a play come from a complex of motives, a genesis shrouded in a certain kind of mystery. — Athol Fugard