Feetle Fungle Quotes & Sayings

Writing comes from deep within, seeping out of the soul onto the white of paper. It carries with it the lifeblood of the artist, exposing their secrets to the world. — Amber E. Box

The vast blue ocean is waiting for her, and this is only the beginning of her story. — Gill Lewis

When I look at my bookcase and see the books upon the shelves, I think to myself, There is a God. — Sully Tarnish

Some boys walk by and you cry, seeing them. They feel good, they look good, they are good. Oh, they're not above peeing off a bridge, or stealing an occasional dime-store pencil sharpener; it's not that. It's just, you know, seeing them pass, that's how they'll be all their life; they'll get hit, hurt, cut, bruised, and always wonder why, why does it happen? how can it happen to them? — Ray Bradbury

Is this how it works? in this room the hours of love still make shadows. when you left you took almost everything. — Charles Bukowski

According to the psychologist irving Janis, is that our sense of belonging (which makes us feel safe) blinds us to dangers and encourages greater risk-taking. — Margaret Heffernan

It was typical, he thought, that it had come to this. One minute he was happily selling forged certificates and making good money and the next he was forced to choose between torture, amputation or leaping into a pile of corpses. It was the kind of thing which always seemed to be happening to him. — C.S. Quinn

'Extreme Prejudice' is the last of the Mohicans. I don't think we'll ever see a film made like that again. — William Forsythe

I see it now. You cheated - would that be fair to say? And as a result, you have no idea what you have accomplished. — Robin Sloan

She drank like a drowning man helplessly swallowing sea water, in accordance with some law of nature. To ask for nothing means that one has lost one's freedom to choose or reject. Once having decided that, one has no choice but to drink anything - even sea water ... .
Afterwards, however, Etsuko felt none of the nausea of a drowning person. Until the moment of her death, it seemed, no one would know she was drowning. She did not call out - she was a woman bound and gagged by her own hand. — Yukio Mishima