Hawkings Cladding Quotes & Sayings

Notwithstanding anything to the contrary, in no event may my image or name or any music or any artistic property created by me be used for advertising purposes — Adam Yauch

I'm not an addictive personality, I just like getting high, that's all. — Rita Mae Brown

Only people who have been allowed to practise freedom can have the grown-up look in their eyes. — E. M. Forster

Chris Porter scored his first league goal last week, and he's done the same this week. — Jeff Stelling

THE WHISTLER
All of a sudden she began to whistle. By all of a sudden
I mean that for more than thirty years she had not
whistled. It was thrilling. At first I wondered, who was
in the house, what stranger? I was upstairs reading, and
she was downstairs. As from the throat of a wild and
cheerful bird, not caught but visiting, the sounds war-
bled and slid and doubled back and larked and soared.
Finally I said, Is that you? Is that you whistling? Yes, she
said. I used to whistle, a long time ago. Now I see I can
still whistle. And cadence after cadence she strolled
through the house, whistling.
I know her so well, I think. I thought. Elbow and an-
kle. Mood and desire. Anguish and frolic. Anger too.
And the devotions. And for all that, do we even begin
to know each other? Who is this I've been living with
for thirty years?
This clear, dark, lovely whistler? — Mary Oliver

There's a whole generation out there who don't know that I was a pop singer in the early days. — Cilla Black

Love is the common denominator that unites all people whatever religion they are.-Rumi — Ahmet Umit

It's famous that comedians have a very dark personal state of mind. I think, in my case, it's the same. The only way to get deep is to have a balance, or a counterbalance. — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu

She used to imagine her parents and happy endings she would never have. Now she envisioned torments that were all too real.
She pictured one of Cinderella's stepsisters planting her foot on a cutting board - and biting down hard as the cleaver chopped through the bone of her big toe.
She imagined a princess used to safety, luxury, throwing the rank hide of a donkey over her shoulders, its boneless face drooping past her forehead like a hideous veil.
And she imagined her future self, flat on her back in bed, limbs as heavy as if they'd been chained down. Mice scurried across her body, leaving footprints on her dress. Spiders spun an entire trousseau's worth of silk and draped her in it, so it appeared she wore a gown of the finest lace, adorned with rose petals and ensnared butterflies. Beetles nestled between her fingers like jeweled rings - lovely from a distance, horrific up close. — Sarah Cross

Imagine learning at such a young age that your very appearance - your very identity - is enough to trigger such confusion and animosity. Imagine knowing that people will hate you for no reason other than you are who you are — Thomas Beatie

Just because something is dangerous does not make it evil. (Adam) — Patricia Briggs

It is a start, and I mean to keep on, I find written in my old journal of that year. — L.M. Montgomery

Perfection I've lived with the pretense of perfection for seventeen years. Give my room a cursory inspection, you'd think I have OCD. But it's only habit and not obsession that keeps it all orderly. Of course, I don't want to give the impression that it's all up to me. — Ellen Hopkins