Hainstock Christmas Quotes & Sayings

Against destiny I fulfilled my duty. Uselessly? No, for I fulfilled it. — Fernando Pessoa

When you're in a creative flow with somebody - and I had this back in architecture school - you're just so passionate about what you're doing, and if that other person is just as passionate, you'll be madly in love with them. It's just that thrill of creating. — Catherine Hardwicke

Many people who order their lives rightly in all other ways are kept in poverty by their lack of gratitude. — Wallace D. Wattles

Punk is no longer a subculture or a counterculture in any way. It's totally just a small reflecting mirror for the same things that go on in larger culture. — Geoff Rickly

There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

I start with theory rather than people. I don't like novels which have no theoretical or philosophical underpinning. I hate the contemporary novel where people just sit and talk to each other about their relationships. — Neel Mukherjee

What we've tried to do is have neighbors, colleagues, friends and family talking. — David Plouffe

Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English. — Roald Dahl

But there is another realm where we can always find something true, the fireside of a friend, where we shed our little conceits and find warmth and understanding, where small selfishnesses are impossible and where wine and books and talk give a different meaning to existence.
There we have made something that no falseness can touch. We are at home. — Kressman Taylor

I wish I could care what you do or where you go but I can't ... My dear, I don't give a damn. — Margaret Mitchell

Writing has nothing to do with pretty manners, and less to do with sportsmanship or restraint [...]
Every writer begins as a subversive, if in nothing more than the antisocial means by which he earns his keep. Finally, every fantasist who cannibalizes himself knows that misfortune is his friend, that grief feeds and sharpens his fancy, that hatred is as sufficient a spur to creation as love (and a world more common) and that without an instinct for lunacy he will come to nothing. — Geoffrey Wolff

I often have a theme in mind when I'm starting. I know that I want everything to be in a world of, say, evolution, or guilt. — Charlie Kaufman