Kajamaa Quotes & Sayings
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Follow your pain as if it were a candle in the night, leading you to a place of decision. — Caroline Myss

I've certainly collaborated with others for their songs and it's fun. To me, it's exciting to write from a place that doesn't have to be so true to my life and is more just storytelling. — The Rocket Summer

Queen Mirabella stands at the altar of the Goddess. Sweating, but not from heat. Elementals are not bothered much by temperature, and if they were, no one inside could complain of being warm. — Kendare Blake

When trying to seduce a woman, a writer says: 'I'm a writer', and scribbles a poem on a napkin. It always works. — Paulo Coelho

I contracted malaria in rural Mozambique. I was a youth ambassador for Australia. For a year after high school, you give positive speeches about Australia and as part of it I traveled to lots of different countries. — Rebel Wilson

It is one of the ironies of history that reformers so often misjudge the consequences of their reforms. — John W. Gardner

...maybe karma isn't a bitch after all, she's just fair."
Kate O'Malley
CLAMMING UP — Lee-Anne Stack

I am delighted to have had students, friends and colleagues in so many nations and to have learned so much of what I know from them. This Nobel Award honours them all. — John Pople

We elected a President, not a Pope. — Barbra Streisand

Don't be concerned with other women's beauty. Only admire God's amazing work and wish them well., this earth was made to bite us in half and grind us to bone, but we were made to be kind. — Key Ballah

Aig [F.-M. Sir Douglas Haig] 'e don't say much; 'e don't, so to say, say nothin'; but what 'e don't say don't mean nothin', not 'arf. But when 'e do say something
my Gawd! — E. V. Lucas

Goddammit, it's like heaven being inside you. I never want to. Fucking. Leave. — Pepper Winters

Why, an' thou shouldst live a thousand years thou'dst never hear so masterful a cursing. Alack, her art died with her. There be base and weakling imitations left, but no true blasphemy. — Mark Twain