Kadarine Quotes & Sayings

More than anything, Natalie wanted to move to the bed, take Sophie's hand, sit beside her.Lay her head against her shoulder. But she didn't dare. Or maybe just couldn't. Fear. Friendship. Desire. Regret. Remorse. Longing. Hunger. Terror. It was getting so hard to tell the difference between any of those things. If she'd ever been able to. If anyone really could. — Glen Hirshberg

Do I know what rhetorical means? — Homer

The absolute truth is the thing that makes people laugh. — Carl Reiner

The place where you live - your home - is one of the most important things in a body's life. — Jeannette Walls

Especially for this film [ 47 ronin] there's a nice mixture between western and eastern. So Ronin wearing the boots, like Western style. It's a nice mixture. — Hiroyuki Sanada

I look out the window and I see the lights and the skyline and the people on the street rushing around looking for action, love, and the world's greatest chocolate chip cookie, and my heart does a little dance. — Nora Ephron

For me, the problem of time is linked up with that of death, with the thought that we inevitably draw closer and closer to it, with the horror of decay. — Simone De Beauvoir

The Source of Love is the Almighty Creator, who is to all of existence like the sun is to life on earth. Yet, the light of this Love is so brilliant, only its halo can be perceived. The Source of Pure Love is the ultimate source of all love. From that Love you are emanated, or created. Like a ray of light, you are an entity of Love. Love is the name of God, and Love is your name as well. In that, you are created in the likeness of God. You are known and shall always be known by the nature of your love. — Glenda Green

The music speaks to you every day, but you are too deaf, dumb, and blind to even listen to the music. You are too deaf, dumb, and blind to stop what you are doing. — Charles Manson

A long light robe, sulphur-coloured, clung to the sleeper from low throat to ankle; bands of narrow nolana-blue ribbon crossed her breast and were brought together in a loose cincture about her waist; her white, smooth feet were sandalled; one arm was curved beneath her lustrous head; the other lay relaxed and drooping. Chrysoberyls, the sea-virgins of stones, sparkled in her hair and lay in the bosom of her gown like dewdrops in an evening primrose.
("The Accursed Cordonnier") — Bernard Capes

For us girls that doorway was like a magical entrance to our own special world. As we skipped through, we cast off our headscarves like winds puffing away clouds to make way for the sun then ran helter-skelter up the steps. At the top of the steps was an open courtyard with doors to all the classrooms. — Malala Yousafzai

I don't care what TV show you work on, even a movie for that matter, it's all about time and money eventually. — Nicholas Lea