Gurnetts Quotes & Sayings

If we have nothing to do but service our own pleasure - because society has taught us that's all we're worth and we're exiled from positions of authority from which we could actually shape society - then we just become hedonists. Eventually, despite how great it may look on Saturday night, come Monday morning there's just purposelessness. — Clive Barker

There's only one life. There's no repeats. You only get one life, and you gotta take advantage of it. — Victor Cruz

Wind is lord and change is sovereign of the strand. — Algernon Charles Swinburne

Be a blessing to someone else. — Joyce Meyer

I fear the future. — Paula Creamer

Creativity occurs in the moment, and in the moment we are timeless. — Julia Cameron

I wanted to protect the songs. I wanted to make sure I could write freely and not be self-conscious about it. — Alejandra Deheza

The band did a salute to Stephen Foster and played 'Beautiful Dreamer' and we formed a bed. Then we played 'My Old Kentucky Home' while the majorettes slowly pranced like horses. We finished with 'I Dream of Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair', we formed a comb. Miss Philpot is running out of ideas if you ask me. — Fannie Flagg

Go to meet destiny halfway and destiny will come to your assistance. — Svetlana Alliluyeva

Love is pure and true; love knows no gender. — Tori Spelling

As we get older ... I don't know a single person who has devoted their life to musical theatre who hasn't had a couple of misses as well as a bunch of hits. The misses, we learn a great deal from them. — Maury Yeston

As people flock to urban centers where ground space is limited, cities with green walls and roofs and skyscraper farms offer improved health and well-being, renewable resources, reliable food supply, and relief to the environment. — Diane Ackerman

...you can love some all you want, but you can't go into their past and become a part of their formative years. — Caroline Kepnes

For a long while, he sat on the steps and sharpened the chain-saw blade with a round file, dipping it in bar-and-chain oil and raking it over each tooth with sleek, grating sounds. He lost himself in the rhythm of the labor. A victory over tears is a small thing, but it was his. The sky went from indigo to blackness, and he saw nothing ominous in it, nothing but cold stars wheeling in their course, a course determined by the same firm hand he hoped was guiding his own. But satellites, too, crossed the sky in sly, winking arcs. Sull knew that. He could not let himself be confounded. He went inside, to sleep beside his wife. — Matthew Neill Null

Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or silly action for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgement, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such? — Edgar Allan Poe