Kenlynn Nelson Quotes & Sayings

I'll bring my grits when I travel, because I get so hungry on the road. — Dolly Parton

To see life. To see the world. To watch the faces of the poor, and the gestures of the proud. To see strange things. Machines, armies, multitudes, and shadows in the jungle. To see, and to take pleasure in seeing. To see and be instructed. To see and be amazed. (Describing the powers of photography; written for the launch of LIFE Magazine, 1936.) — Henry R. Luce

Mindfulness requires being a beginner. Setting absurdly high-standards, and being unwilling to be a novice, are the joint enemies of personal progress and change. Nobody benchpresses 100 kilos the first time they enter a gym. — Paul Gibbons

It was a day in March, and the sky was a faint green with the first hint of spring. In Central Park, five hundred feet below, the earth caught the tone of the sky in a shade of brown that promised to become green, and the lakes lay like splinters of glass under the cobwebs of bare branches. — Ayn Rand

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib

And that's just what I'm saying. I would never want to be like certain people, who change the way they dress, go out in disguise, wear a big floppy hat and dark shades. I would hate that. — Todd Solondz

I got a kick out of the stands when they would heckle me. I would take the energy from that. — Kurt Russell

No need to kill everyone. They know not to let their Chihuahuas piss on my lawn. — Richard Kadrey

Mairi was searching for her lost wolf. Ronan shook with a bitter chuckle. Little did the woman know, her lost wolf searched for her. — Maeve Greyson

Nicole's intuition told her not to follow the fireflies, but she said nothing. — Arthur C. Clarke

I wrote about four novels before I wrote a word of journalism. — Francine Prose

To love thus is to love according to the soul; and there is no soul that does not respond to this love. For the soul of man is a guest that has gone hungry these centuries back, and never has it to be summoned twice to the nuptial feast. — Maurice Maeterlinck