Kirtania Port Quotes & Sayings

I am an old-fashioned storyteller. I try to make people laugh and cry. A fiction writer's duty is to entertain. If you can sneak in something profound or symbolic, so much the better. — W.P. Kinsella

Two records put me over the top with hip-hop. One of them was 'Planet Rock,' and the other had no lyrics - it was called 'Numbers,' from a group called Kraftwerk. Every kid in the 'hood in New York and New Jersey was popping, locking, and breaking to that record. It was the hottest track on the street at the time. — Queen Latifah

I don't really think any of us are women right when we turn eighteen, or even twenty-one for that matter. You have to live a little. I certainly tried to do that. — Padma Lakshmi

Don't pity me now, don't pity me never; I'm going to do nothing for ever and ever. — James Agate

Come to the Dark Side.
We have chocolate. — Cheyenne McCray

He drew closer and brushed the back of his fingers over her cheek, remembering the first night they'd met. Such courage and fighting skill spoke to his soul. It was love at first punch. — Annie Nicholas

Zombies are always moving fast in video games. It makes sense if you think about it. Those games are all about hand-eye coordination and how quickly can you get them before they get you. — George A. Romero

I've been surprised at the number of people who were really angry that I tried to convey gender neutrality by using a gendered pronoun. — Ann Leckie

( ... ) nearly all the great things that exist owe their existence to a defiant despite: it is despite grief and anguish, despite poverty, loneliness, bodily weakness, vice and passion and a thousand inhibitions, that they have come into being at all. — Thomas Mann

Even the lowliest, provided he is whole, can be happy, and in his own . way, perfect. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I suspect that here theists and atheists would agree: Human beings have within them the ability to choose evil or good. We wake up each day facing the age-old struggle of good and evil. In some situations, mental illness clouds our judgment. — Adam Hamilton

Unstrained, I sit and gaze,
glare,
survey,
stare
through barred windows encased in embroidered steel. Pearly frosted dust obstructs the channels of light, leaving only small pillars of fire, arranged in disordered fragments. The antiquated sallow walls are stained with crimson braids that wreathe and scuttle about the rimes and rifts. — Craig Froman