Koivunen Robert Quotes & Sayings

I conclude that the musical notes and rhythms were first acquired by the male or female progenitors of mankind for the sake of charming the opposite sex. — Charles Darwin

When you're doing movies, you're traveling all over the world and you really can't be home. — Amanda Bynes

Eyes closed, I concentrate on visualizing a sandy beach and slowing my breathing - in through my nose, hold, out through my mouth - the way Dr. Andrews, my grief counselor, taught me. I've done this often enough to know it works. I've used it to numb the panic and sorrow for the past two years. Problem is, I've also succeeded in dulling pretty much every other emotion. There's always a price. — Eve Silver

In this world, you've a soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. — Mary Chapin Carpenter

I have an affliction It's an addiction To computer solitaire I can't resist The icon's invitation There's simply no fix Black five on red six It's become My reward a Take-a-break kinda thing Black queen on red king I've spent so many many Hours of just Wasted time Red eight on black nine No way can I stay away Resistance's no use Just can't find a home for — John Moran

In a letter, once, he drew me a picture, or allegorical diagram, imitated from the well-known frontispiece of Hobbes's Leviathan, which showed a Leviathan of human values. In the head there stood a figure labeled SAINT. In the heart, a figure labeled HERO. Twittering round the huge figure there was an insect-like object dressed as a man of fashion of the seventeenth century and labeled GENTLEMAN; from its mouth there issued a balloon in which was written in tiny letters: 'and where do I come in?'. Mirabel, he went on to say, was no part of the Everlasting Gospel, a phrase of Blake's that he had his own meaning for. Perhaps the hunger for magnitude that made him admire Gilgamesh and the Edda, and made Spenser and Milton his favourites, disabled him from an appreciation, which I could not deny, for a world of elegant cuckoldry and cynic wit, so seemingly heartless, a trifler's scum of humanity that sought to be taken for its cream. — Jocelyn Gibb