Insistidor Quotes & Sayings

Both my parents are creative. My dad did act when he was younger, but they're both very creative. — Daisy Ridley

We lay there together, connected, a girl who never allowed herself to dream, lying on top of a dream come true. — Kristen Ashley

Many of our students say, 'We wish we had a mentor in high school. We wish we had someone we could spend more time with, who paid more attention to us, who I could sit down with and talk to when I had a problem.' So relationships are critical. — Gerald Chertavian

Occasional observers of horror movies have a nasty habit of asking why it is that there is always some poor misguided soul who opens the door to the cellar or to the attic or to the crypt when it's quite clear that no sane person would even consider it. — Andrew Tudor

A judge judges only matters of fact, but God judges the heart. He not only judges wicked actions, but wicked designs. He sees the treason of the heart and punishes it. — Thomas Watson

These three classes of problems-determinations of significant fact, matching facts with theory, and articulation of theory-exhaust, I think, the literature of normal science, both empirical and theoretical. — Thomas S. Kuhn

LUKE: There is a tide in the affairs of Jedi.
Which taken at a flood, leads to the Force. — Ian Doescher

Witches and I generally don't get along. Druids look at the tapestry of nature and try to make sure the weave of it remains strong, reinforcing the binding amongst all living things and sewing up the threads on the edges that fray and unravel. Witches, on the other hand, often punch holes in the tapestry in the pursuit of personal power, making deals with dark, supernatural forces that want nothing more than to see nature perverted and destroyed. — Kevin Hearne

Be the person they'll claim you were at your funeral. — Dan Moore

This world is but a canvas for our imagination. — Henry David Thoreau

It was against the rules, but Gansey crouched down beside her, one of his knees against her back, one against her knees, and hugged her. She curled against him, hands balled up against his chest. He felt a hot tear slip into the dip of his collarbone. He closed his eyes against the sun through the window, burning hot in his sweater, foot falling asleep, elbow grinding into the metal bed frame, Blue Sargent pressed up against him, and he didn't move. — Maggie Stiefvater

I am getting so far out one day I won't come back at all. — William S. Burroughs