Kunihiko Yuyama Quotes & Sayings

My existence is about making movies, so I've just got to rock and roll with the punches. You want to make movies on telephones, I'm there. — Abel Ferrara

Jay Harman is the quintessential biomimic, a principled inventor who sees solutions everywhere he looks in the natural world. And he looks deeply, with the soul of a student. He moves with grace from a world of waving sea kelp to the world of sustainable design, bringing nature's wisdom into the board rooms of global companies, to the design tables of the engineers and designers who make our world. This is more than a business book, more than a memoir, more than a new way to solve global challenges. It's a book about a new way to think. — Janine Benyus

It didn't feel like the last night of anything anymore, just that the world went on and would follow us home — Wendy McClure

You can't let something that'll probably never happen ruin your life. You're only helping to make it a self-fulfilling prophecy — Raymond Khoury

Your pain's become the only light you know. You want to punish yourself. You think your life has to be a tragedy. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

We can have no power from Christ unless we live in a persuasion that we have none of our own. — John Owen

In that brief kiss, Arthur's demigod had abandoned him. — Jonathan Dunne

There is no shame in making an honest effort. — Epictetus

break his leg if he was not very careful. "Watch out for the girl with freckles," he said, referring to the ball, "and for the one with hepatitis, and the one covered in blood," alluding to the yellow and red cards of the referee. — Anonymous

Chade, I know the Fool is strange. But I like it when he comes to talk to me. He speaks in riddles, and he insults me, and makes fun of me, and gives himself leave to tell me things he thinks I should do, like wash my hair, or not wear yellow. But ( ... ) I like him. He mocks me, but from him, it seems a kindness. He makes me feel, well, important. That he could choose me to talk to. — Robin Hobb

Your luck is about to change, Abby.' His voice was low and velvety. 'I know a lot about you. I know how to get into your apartment. How to turn your cat into a noodle. The magnets on your fridge, the view from your window. Your perfume. I could find you blindfolded in a room full of strangers.' His fingers penetrated the veil of her hair, his forefinger stroking the back of her neck with controlled gentleness. 'And I learn fast. Give me ten minutes, and I'd know lots more. — Shannon McKenna