Iceis Drink Quotes & Sayings

It is a wise man that does know the contented man is never poor, whilst the discontented man is never rich. — Frank Herbert

Clary," he whispered. There was a thump, and she realized he had fallen to his kees by the side of her bed. She didn't move, but her body tightened. His voice was a whisper. "Clary, it's me. It's me. — Cassandra Clare

The day before my 16th birthday I got my guitar. — Stevie Nicks

Everybody feels like they need a photograph because we're in a generation where, if you don't document it, it didn't occur. So you've got to stop and take a picture with everybody. — Jesse Eisenberg

Wisdom of the Ages: "New Year" For a kid, the ultimate source of confusion. They say it's a new year, but after the break, you realize you are still in the same class, with the same lousy people. — Matthew D. Heines

When I read a character that I really, really love, I know immediately what they look like. It's like I want to 100 percent become that person. — Melissa McCarthy

Over the centuries we have transformed the ancient myths and folk tales and made them into the fabric of our lives. Consciously and unconsciously we weave the narratives of myth and folk tale into our daily existence. — Jack Zipes

God impressed me with this a long time ago: 'Roddy, I will never do anything through you until I have done it to you!'."

~R. Alan Woods [1998] — R. Alan Woods

An old cat sports not with her prey. — George Herbert

I don't complain about the horror of life; I complain about the horror of my life. The only fact I worry about is that I exist and suffer and can't even dream of being removed from my feeling of suffering. — Fernando Pessoa

If you don't mind smelling like peanut butter for two or three days, peanut butter is darn good shaving cream. — Barry Goldwater

Everything changes but change. — Israel Zangwill

I am persuaded that foolish writers and foolish readers are created for each other; and that fortune provides readers as she does mates for ugly women. — Horace Walpole

First draft blues:
"He tested the stick and glanced at the set handbrake. With his feet he felt the accelerator, the brake, the clutch. Backwards, but otherwise just the same, and comforting in a solid, mechanical way. It even smelled right, oil, petrol, lubricated warm metal, and the polished windshield seemed transparent in the night's silver flood. — J. Gunnar Grey

There is no substitute for milk. Sorry. — Mark Rippetoe