Keante Bullard Quotes & Sayings

Appreciate water before you are thirsty! Appreciate all the good things before you need them! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

She is standing just behind you. Just behind your right shoulder."
In the silence of the woods, Polly turned.
"I can't see her," she said.
"I am happy for you," said Wazzer, handing her the empty mug.
"But I didn't see anything," said Polly.
"No," said Wazzer. "But you turned around ... — Terry Pratchett

No changes are permanent, but change is. — Neil Peart

There has to be a willingness to constantly accept critical feedback and rapidly iterate to make things better. — Sam Yagan

You know I very much respect Yvonne Rainer, she is very important - in American dance, the entire development of modern dance, and creating a wonderful physical language. — Marina Abramovic

Im used to being adored, but i have no interest in being adored. If you want me to fall in love with you, ignore me, pique my interest by being completely uninterested. — Jane Green

What kind of thoughtless creep would burn a book? — James Patterson

Fred Moten is a poet I really love because he changes who is telling the poem all the time. — Eileen Myles

A temple was worth a dozen barracks; a militia man carrying a gun could control a small unarmed crowd only for as long as he was present; however, a single priest could put a policeman inside the head of every one of their flock, for ever. — Iain M. Banks

A typical day for me is I'm writing when I'm not directing. — Adam Rapp

I don't think the creative writing industry has helped American poetry. — Robert Morgan

Show me the heroes that the youth of your country look up to, and I will tell you the future of your country. — Idowu Koyenikan

A lot of times I think the cast members, the lead characters in a show really set the tone for the show. On some shows, the stars of the show will just be whining and complaining and spending the whole time texting their boyfriends on their Blackberries, and there's just no attention given to the work. — Misha Collins

... you guessed that somewhere, in heaven knew what country and what guise, there was someone who was part of your body and your brain, and that without him you were lost, a straw blown by the wind. — Daphne Du Maurier