Haugaard Creative Quotes & Sayings

Endings to be useful must be inconclusive. — Samuel R. Delany

Do you think, Sam, that even if it were only my own heart at risk, I could pour it into your hands again?"
"Then just take mine. I'm not doing anything else with it. — Nora Roberts

No one's ready for a thing, until they believe that they can acquire it. The state of mind must be belief and not mere hope or wish. — Napoleon Hill

There can be economy only where there is efficiency. — Benjamin Disraeli

Everything stinks: creosote, bleach, disinfectant, soil, blood, gangrene.
The military authorities say uniforms must be preserved at all costs, but that means manhandling patients who are in agony. Cut them off, says Sister Byrd, and she's the voice of authority here, in the Salle d'Attente, not some gold-braid-encrusted crustacean miles away from blood and pain, so cut they do, snip, snip, snip, snip, as close to the skin as they dare.
On either side of Paul as he cuts are two long rows of feet: yellow, strong, calloused, scarred where blisters have formed and burst repeatedly. Since August they've done a lot of marching, these feet, and all their marching has brought them to this one place. — Pat Barker

I learned more about acting from George Stevens in a few months than I had in my entire life up until then. — Alan Ladd

I don't know. D'you think? He's pretty wide in the chest."
The girl looked at me, and I was frozen. So I said, "Yeah. I work out."
Violet asked me, "What are you? What's your cup size?"
I shrugged and played along. "Like, nine and a half?" I guessed. "That's my shoe size."
Violet said, "I think he'd like something slinky, kind of silky."
I said, "As long as you can stop me from rubbing myself up against a wall the whole time."
"Okay," said Violet, holding her hands up like she was annoyed. "Okay, the chemise last week was a mistake.
— M T Anderson

You must pray for him, my child. It is to such as he that our Blessed Mother comes nearest. — Willa Cather

Even in hell, if a man was a man, you'd know it. — Stephen Vincent Benet