Ivihe Quotes & Sayings

There is a danger in exposing yourself to too much vapid art. It can weaken your judgment and erode your sensibilities, until the time comes when you see things that are merely passable, and somehow think that they're good. — David Farland

All comics want to be musicians. There's a part of me that wants to be a serious musician. I love songs about heartache and heartbreak. — Sarah Silverman

He leaned in, seeming flustered. I'll kill him if he touches you. — Jamie McGuire

Your patience may have long to wait,Whether in little things or great,But all good luck, you soon will learn,Must come to those who nobly earn.Who hunts the hay-field overWill find the four-leaved clover. — Sarah Orne Jewett

If something is rubbing so hard against you, you can be sure it's working on you. — Elizabeth Gilbert

We live in a violent world, but since the success of films like Pulp Fiction, it seems every movie has some violence in it, and it's now being used as a form of comedy: audiences are now being encouraged to laugh when people get their heads blown off. I just don't like hearing people laugh at violence. — Natalie Portman

The realisation that, depending on where we changed from one note to the next in a melodic line, the music could subtly influence the entire meaning of a scene in so many ways was like a door opening to this amazing new world for me. — Steven Price

Doctor Mengele is such a powerful character historically, as powerful as Nazism itself, so these subjects always tend to be the protagonists. What I think is that despite this historical references, Wakolda or The German Doctor is a very intimate story. — Lucia Puenzo

Servitude, in many cases, is not forced upon by the masters, but a temptation of the servants. — Indro Montanelli

My reputation was built on hostility. I had no friends and some very virulent enemies in the old-guard art scene when I began. They threw their heavy artillery against me. They were convinced I was perverting the public taste. — Betty Parsons

Long dormant feelings poured through my dried-up limbs and wound through me, slowly filling the emptiness. Like an irrigated field, I felt myself blossom and grow with new vigor. He was the sun, and the tenderness he showed me was life-giving water. — Colleen Houck