Kzn Wildlife Quotes & Sayings

I didn't get to go to prom; I was filming a death scene on my prom night. But I got to go to all the homecomings, and even the winter formals I got to go to, but the only thing I missed was the prom, but everything else was great. — Michael Angarano

It was a sort of infinite monster, tossing its million heads and frothing at its million mouths as it hungered to devour the city," he wrote. "I stood there and heard the monster's growl - his cry for blood - and looked into the black terror of his murderous frown. — Leigh Jones

A wet dream in the mind of New York. — Erica Jong

And it seems to me that everyone is like me - they're all afraid of the slightest movement ... Everyone's sitting all closed up in his own glass cage waiting for something. — Yevgeny Zamyatin

The song is an unvarnished love shout, an implorement tinged with ... anger? Something like anger, but the anger of a philosoher, the anger of a pot. An anger directed at the transience of the world, at its heartbreaking beauty that collides constantly with our awareness of the fact that everything gets taken away, that we're being shown marvels but reminded always that they don't belong to us. They're sultans' treasures; we're lucky, we're expected to feel lucky to have been invited to see them at all. — Michael Cunningham

If you know that someone is going to hear what you're doing, you're always going to be self-conscious about it. In a way that's good; it spurs you on. — Doug Martsch

O flowers, country, love, inaction,
O fields! I am your devotee!
I always note with satisfaction
Onegin's difference from me,
Lest somewhere a sarcastic reader
Or publisher or such-like breeder
Of complicated calumny
Discerns my physiognomy
And shamelessly repeats the fable
That I have crudely versified
Myself like Byron, bard of pride,
As if we were no longer able
To write a poem and discuss
A subject not concerning us. — Alexander Pushkin

About sacrifice and the offering of sacrifices, sacrificial animals think quite differently from those who look on: but they have never been allowed to have their say. — Friedrich Nietzsche