Inventatent Quotes & Sayings

A true king is neither husband nor father; he considers his throne and nothing else. — Pierre Corneille

One felt that in her renunciation of life she had deliberately abandoned those places in which she might at least have been able to see the man she loved, for others where he had never trod. — Marcel Proust

I love to communicate, and I love music. That's why I always thought not being able to hear would be a tragedy. — Andrew Solomon

A life lived in equal excess is one of moderation. — Charles Martin Hall

I read a lot. I especially read memoirs and biographies. It's very helpful when you're thinking about what's possible and what exists in human behavior; if it exists out there then it can exist on the stage. I really try to go to a lot of concerts. A lot of live events. I just try to keep my ears really, really open. — Jeanine Tesori

I can do basics, but I'm not a proper cook. I can do a roast. I can stick a chicken in the oven with vegetables. — Lesley Nicol

husk or shell that has grown up around a spark of holiness, masking its light" (203): Michael Wex, Born to Kvetch: Yiddish Language and Culture in All of Its Moods (New York: St. Martin's Press, 2005), p. 93. Yiddish's — Diane Ackerman

I placed over a thousand deaf people in jobs throughout my career working for the deaf. — Camryn Manheim

When I see that the nineteenth century has crowned the idolatry of Art with the deification of Love, so that every poet is supposed to have pierced to the holy of holies when he has announced that Love is the Supreme, or the Enough, or the All, I feel that Art was safer in the hands of the most fanatical of Cromwell's major generals than it will be if ever it gets into mine. — George Bernard Shaw

They too wonder about the nature of existence, where they've come from and where they're going to and how much time they have. — Frederick Lenz

I don't Botox. I've never Botoxed. — Ryan Seacrest

When her gaze met his, her irises were luminous, pooling bright silvery purple, a definitely inhuman glow.
He'd awoken the beast in her.
Good.
"What are you?" she whispered.
Jesse took a step back to clear his head, to free himself from the tendrils of her sorcery. It'd be easier for both of them if he could think straight.
Right. He needed to focus. He'd waited his lifetime for this moment, but, even so, the words came with difficulty.
It was never painless to bare a soul.
"I am both less than you and more," he said. "An alchemist, an amalgamation of two opposite realms. I'm the fabric of the stars. — Shana Abe

If we are cut loose from the anchor of God's Word, we will not be free. We will be slaves of personal passions and popular trends. — John Piper