Kochana Polsko Quotes & Sayings

( ... ) We're not here to witness anything. We're witch-hunters. — Chuck Palahniuk

I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. — Shinji Moon

It's true that I'm taking a break from writing a regular column to do other things but it's got nothing to do with what dear Simon has or has not written. — Ferdinand Mount

I went to England when I was 13-years=old and then I went again when I was 14. When I went for the second time I felt like the first summer I was there it was a waste because I didn't exist yet. — Pirjo Honkasalo

It would have been a joy to me to be smiled upon, loved, encouraged, welcomed, and to obtain what I was so ready to give, kindness and goodwill. But to hunt down consideration and reputation
to force the esteem of others
seemed to me an effort unworthy of myself, almost a degradation. — Henri Frederic Amiel

In the beginning, I tried to be a more cosmopolitan writer, but I realized that I was a country boy, and I had to deal with things I knew about and where I came from. — Ernest Gaines

There are writers who go their whole lives and never hit that No. 1 spot. — Brad Thor

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it. — Ernest Hemingway,

Boo was asking him who the hell he thought he was and also could he spare a few kitty treats for a poor, abused house cat? — Kristen Ashley

I would love to do orange and lemon trees silhouetted against the blue sea, but I cannot find them the way I want them. — Claude Monet

Paris is paramount for fashion, always was - always will be. — Manolo Blahnik

These are rules I've picked up along the way to help me remain invisible when I'm writing a book, to help me show rather than tell what's taking place in the story, — Elmore Leonard

We would be able neither to remember nor to reflect nor to compare nor to think, indeed, we would not even be the person who we were a moment ago, if our concepts were divided among many and were not to be encountered somewhere together in their most exact combination. — Moses Mendelssohn