Floraes Salon Quotes & Sayings

The one real thing that money buys - Time. — Marita Bonner

There is nothing wrong with being wrong. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

have faith that you'll see there's nothing more important than family." But he didn't have a family. Not anymore. With — Barbara Bretton

I'm a very proud actor. — F. Murray Abraham

She was a thief, a runaway, a pirate, a magician.
She was fierce, and powerful, and terrifying.
She was still a mystery.
And he loved her. — V.E Schwab

When a man comes out of great danger, he is apt to be a little deaf to the call of duty. — John Buchan

Rebirth always follows death. — Neil Gaiman

I think there is something like 90% unemployment in the Screen Actors Guild, so we are the exception. — Brent Spiner

But now behold,
In the quick forge and working-house of thought,
How London doth pour out her citizens! — William Shakespeare

I'm pretty laidback as a dad anyway. I just trust her so much. She has a great head on her shoulders and she makes pretty good decisions most of the time. She even has enough common sense that if she makes a bad one she makes adjustments and knows that's what life is. It's a day-by-day, step-by-step journey through life, as she says in the movie. — Billy Ray Cyrus

He could galvanize the dead with his talk. It was a sort of devouring process: when he described a place he ate into it, like a goat at tacking a carpet. If he described a person he ate him alive from head to toe. If it were an event he would devour every detail, like an army of white ants descending upon a forest. He was everywhere at once, in his talk. He attacked from above and below, from the front, rear and flanks. If he couldn't dispose of a thing at once, for lack of a phrase or an image, he would spike it temporarily and move on, coming back to it later and devouring it piecemeal. Or like a juggler,- he would toss it in the air arid, just when you thought he had forgotten it, that it would fall and break, he would deftly put an-arm behind his back and catch it in his palm without even turning his eye. It wasn't just talk he handed out, but language - food and beast language. He always talked against a landscape, like the protagonist of a lost world. — Henry Miller

I have the heart of an artist and the soul of a writer. — A.D. Posey