Garmache Station Quotes & Sayings
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A touring band is a family and a workplace at the same time, and you're living with people you didn't necessarily choose every day for up to a year. — Stacey D'Erasmo

The social sciences were for all those who had not yet decided what to do with their lives, and for all those whose premature frustrations led them into the sterile alleys of confrontation. — Peter Ustinov

Good luck with that, I said. Because seriously. The fuck? Strawberry social? Did I somehow move onto the set of the remake of Little House on the Prairie? — Susan Juby

Sure. Through the windshield, Dan could see the Cowboy Boot patrons come and go, probably not talking of Michelangelo. — Stephen King

The most essential quality in the game is passion — Philipp Lahm

All my best stuff is stolen by characters in my books, especially Phil
Crawford. — Den Warren

I stared at him. At this too-thin, too-sincere boy. This person.
Because I knew what he meant. I understood exactly. And I'd felt it too, that interior certainty. But over the years, I'd let all the fervour fade. I'd stopped believing in it, somehow. I'd let it become something I did, not something I was. — Alexis Hall

In a still photograph you basically have two variables, where you stand and when you press the shutter. That's all you have. — Henry Wessel Jr.

A land of levity is a land of guilt. — Edward Young

Today, as you know, I am famous and very rich. But when I am alone with myself, I haven't the 'courage' to consider myself an artist, in the great and ancient sense of that word ... I am only a public entertainer, who understands his age. — Pablo Picasso

He kissed her temple, her hair, and then her mouth again, with great passion and heartbreaking tenderness. My Love ... from the beginning of time until the end. Always and forever. You'll always be my love. Always. — Patricia Ryan

No road offers more mystery than that first one you mount from the town you were born to, the first time you mount it of your own volition, on a trip funded by your own coffee tin of wrinkled up dollars - bills you've saved and scrounged for, worked the all-night switchboard for, missed the Rolling Stones for, sold fragrant pot with smashed flowers going brown inside twist-tie plastic baggies for. In fact, to disembark from your origins, you've done everything you can think to scrounge money save selling your spanking young pussy. — Mary Karr