Gueninis Quotes & Sayings

My God! What has sound got to do with music? — Charles Ives

As long as you are waiting for something to make you happy - happiness will never come. — Bryant McGill

I want all tuition to stop growing. — Rick Scott

This was the void. Not blackness, not nothingness. This was what lay beneath the thinly painted scrim of reality. — Neil Gaiman

When I produce someone's record I have to remember it's their record..no matter what I bring to it..er, sometimes that's not too easy It is a responsibility made less easy by people I work with encouraging me to play guitar on their record ... A soon as I start playing guitar on someone's record it inevitably starts to sound like me ... not always a good thing ... — Robin Guthrie

I'm obsessed with being on time. If you say, 'Let's meet up at 10 A.M.,' I will be there 15 minutes early. Always. — Stephanie Sigman

It would be fun," Skulduggery nodded. "I like kicking Wreath in the face. I haven't had a chance to do it nearly as much as I'd like. — Derek Landy

To get a good deal, I buy them all with a friend. The houses, the boat, everything. We each buy half. So I pay half price! They get used more. — Lars Larsen

A state that privatizes most of its functions will inevitably defend itself by employing its own people as mercenaries — Philip Bobbitt

There are certain sorts of jokes which have only to do with the substitution of the unexpected word in a familiar context. If you translated something into French and then had it translated back into English by somebody who didn't know the original, you'd lose what was funny. — Tom Stoppard

Entering the casino one is beset at every side by invitation - invitations such that it would take a man of stone, heartless, mindless, and curiously devoid of avarice, to decline them. Listen: a machine gun rattle of silver coins as they tumble and spurt down into a slot machine tray and overflow onto monogrammed carpets is replaced by the siren clangor of the slots, the jangling, blippeting chorus swallowed by the huge room, muted to a comforting background chatter by the time one reaches the card tables, the distant sounds only loud enough to keep the adrenaline flowing through the gamblers' veins. — Neil Gaiman