Kaelah Johnson Quotes & Sayings

When things are too easy I lose interest in them so I find ways to complicate them to get myself interested. — Richard Marx

I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence. — Virginia Woolf

In a city, you can be alone in a crowd, and in fact what makes the city a city is that it lets you hide the strangeness in your mind inside its teeming multitudes. — Orhan Pamuk

You don't need to know what you want. You only need to know what you don't want ... — Julia Heywood

I just want my kid to not hate and to be a good human. That's what you try to do. You hope that they are the next evolution of your thing. — Matt Nathanson

Then swear you'll make this so damn good I won't regret it in the morning."
His mouth molded into that sexy, dimpled grin. "Darlin', the only thing you're going to regret is putting me off for so long. — Victoria Vane

Music is given to us specifically to make order of things, to move from an anarchic, individualistic state to a regulated, perfectly concious one, which alone insures vitality and durability. — Igor Stravinsky

The market ... demands a signal from you that you're serious, powerful, accepted, and safe. — Seth Godin

I am inherently a little brother - that's just my nature. It has to do with my sister being very strong and wanting to protect me. It's the natural order of things. — Jake Gyllenhaal

It is not an army that we must train for war; it is a nation. — Woodrow Wilson

I'm very active. I've got two small daughters and four restaurants in three cities. I'm busy. — Geoffrey Zakarian

People think because it's photography it's not worth as much, and because it's a woman artist, you're still not getting as much - there's still definitely that happening. I'm still really competitive when it comes to, I guess, the male painters and male artists. I still think that's really unfair. — Cindy Sherman

I seriously love these socks."
"Give me back my foot," I ordered.
"It's not so much the fact that they've got reindeers on them or that they go all the way up to your knees." As if that were some kind of great distance. "But it's the fact that they're like mittens on your feet. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

But Michael was out of sight. She waited. Were it not for the ballast of her big belly, she would casually stand, stretch a bit, casually stretch her neck until she got a glimpse of him. Casually because her husband said she worried too much, fretted too much, and would eventually infect their boys with her fearfulness - had, perhaps, already, in Jacob's case, infected them with her fearfulness. So she waited, trusting, but feeling, too, the pins-and-needles prick of blown sand on her cheek and her forearm (was the wind changing?) until, sure enough, there was the top of his head, the tip of his plastic machine gun, just over the next dune. — Alice McDermott