Graslin Quotes & Sayings

It's beautiful to have a smoking jacket, a good cigar and a wife who plays the piano. So relaxing. So lenitive. Between the acts you go out for a smoke and a breath of fresh air. — Henry Miller

All of a sudden from one of the doors I heard a woman scream out, "Michael Shawn Hickenbottom! What are you doing?!" It was Carol, Shawn's mom, and she gave him an earful in front of all of us for going against doctors' orders. Instantly he stopped being the Superstar wrestler Shawn Michaels and turned into a son being scolded by his mother. — Daniel Bryan

There is no good or evil here, it all depends on what side you're standing. Nor is it about wrong or right, it's about surviving." Triven — Jennifer Wilson

I'm the creepy girl. In a mental hospital."
He grinned. "Nobody's perfect. — Michelle Hodkin

Your body is a piece of fucking art, but that doesn't mean you can use it to get what you want. — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

I am not in any hurry to grow up. — Sylvia Earle

Sailboats are the slowest form of transportation on Earth with the possible exeption of airline flights that go through O'Hare. — Dave Barry

What, in fact, is a novel but a universe in which action is endowed with form, where final words are
pronounced, where people possess one another completely,
and where life assumes the aspect of destiny? 3 The world of the novel is only a rectification of the world
we live in, in pursuance of man's deepest wishes. For the world is undoubtedly the same one we know.
The suffering, the illusion, the love are the same. The heroes speak our language, have our weaknesses
and our strength. Their universe is neither more beautiful nor more enlightening than ours. But they, at
least, pursue their destinies to the bitter end and there are no more fascinating heroes than those who
indulge their passions to the fullest, Kirilov and Stavrogin, Mme Graslin, Julien Sorel, or the Prince de
Cleves. It is here that we can no longer keep pace with them, for they complete things that we can never
consummate — Albert Camus

The hawk ripped out his jugular, spraying the morning sunlight with a fine mist of blood. — Erika Johansen

There was lightning behind Mr. Sayre's eyes, and it was looking for a place to strike. — Robert McCammon

Most of us think we can hide our weaknesses from the world, and sometimes, we're right. But only if we're very very strong. — Brian K. Vaughan