Jamilyn Hull Quotes & Sayings

Poetry is never abandon it is only remixed. — James Schwartz

Onua smiled. She knew an old grievance when she heard one. "Then why wear 'em? Get yourself breeches and a shirt like me." Daine gaped at her. "Men's gear? With folk talking about me all the time as is?" Onua shook her head. "You're not home now. The rules have changed." Daine opened her mouth to object - then closed it. She looked at her skirts. To be rid of them, and the petticoats . . . it hit her, really hit her, that she was free of Snowsdale. What could they do to her now? — Tamora Pierce

It's all - let's use a very specific word here - miraculous. You, me, love, quarks, sex, chocolate, the speed of light - it's all miraculous, and it always has been. — Rob Bell

He did not know- he simply did not know.
But he felt he ought to know. — Agatha Christie

So true it is, that nature has caprices which art cannot imitate. — Thomas B. Macaulay

I swear, you're a crazy person. You go around up to your eyeballs in snakes and dead people and exploding beavers. It's just not normal. Even when I was a 'ho, my life wasn't that freaky. — Janet Evanovich

Even if it's a "talking head documentary" about a social movement or something along those lines, I've always thought of editing the timing and the sense of the piece for the theatrical experience. — Robert Greene

he gained a real pleasure in befriending a man whom he privately had cause to despise, for he liked very much the feeling that his regard for others was a private font, a well, that he could muddy, or drink from, at his own discreet pleasure, and on his own time. — Eleanor Catton

I'd do it a thousand times over for one chance to spend my life with you. — Amanda Gray

Don't believe everything you see on VH1. — Stewart Copeland

Power never turns power down, ever, unless institutionally demanded. — Richard Dreyfuss

Chantelle: The future's going to sneak up on all of you.
Evelyn: Good thing I like surprises. — Rachel Hera

And I'm left alone with my "strength," staring at the ceiling. — Paulo Coelho

I'm miles from where you are. I lay down on the cold ground, and I pray that something picks me up, and sets me down in your warm arms. — Snow Patrol