Headless Girl Quotes & Sayings

Sustainability is about profit ... it is the opportunity of the century — Ben Clarke

Search fearlessly for every sin, for out of sin comes joy. — Frank Wedekind

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. — Sylvia Plath

Without its daydreams, the self is apt to shrink down to the size and shape of the estimation of others — Michael Pollan

Movies. Drinks. Headless chickens. You know, girl stuff. — Jeaniene Frost

What am I going to say if I end up standing in front of God the Father Almighty and He asks me to explain why I did it? That it was my job? My job? — Stephen King

As you entered the room the thing drew your eyes: you turned sharply as to a sound, expecting movement. But it was marble, it could not move. And when you tore your eyes away and turned your back on it at last, you got again untarnished and high and clean that sense of swiftness, of space encompassed; but on looking again it was as before: motionless and passionately eternal - the virginal breastless torso of a girl, headless, armless, legless, in marble temporarily caught and hushed yet passionate still for escape, passionate and simple and eternal in the equivocal derisive darkness of the world. Nothing to trouble your youth or lack of it: rather something to trouble the very fibrous integrity of your being. — William Faulkner

So that's troublin' you? I reckon it needn't. You see it was this way. I come round the house an' seen that fat party an' heard him talkin' loud. Then he seen me, an' very impolite goes straight for his gun. He oughtn't have tried to throw a gun on me - whatever his reason was. For that's meetin' me on my own grounds. I've seen runnin' molasses that was quicker'n him. Now I didn't know who he was, visitor or friend or relation of yours, though I seen he was a Mormon all over, an' I couldn't get serious about shootin'. So I winged him - put a bullet through his arm as he was pullin' at his gun. An' he droppped the gun there, an' a little blood. I told him he'd introduced himself sufficient, an' to please move out of my vicinity. An' went - Lassiter — Zane Grey