Lamoral Medisch Quotes & Sayings

Leave it to the Catholics to destroy existence. — Salma Hayek

Everyone loathes his own country and countrymen if he is any sort of artist. — Lawrence Durrell

I scraped my heel against this black claw: I wanted to peel off some of the bark. For no reason at all, out of defiance, to make the bare pink appear absurd on the tanned leather: to play with the absurdity of the world. But, when I drew my heel back, I saw that the bark was still black. — Jean-Paul Sartre

One of the main tasks of adolescence is to achieve an identity
not necessarily a knowledge of who we are, but a clarification ofthe range of what we might become, a set of self-references by which we can make sense of our responses, and justify our decisions and goals. — Terri E Apter

Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her — Lil' Wayne

I went to L.A. and got an acting coach for one day. Then I went in to audition and I smashed it. You have to take risks, and one thing I know about people: your presence is everything. — Spoken Reasons

When I do a mask, I do try to put a lot of character and a lot of expression into the sculpt. — Rick Baker

Before you drown, the spinning just feels like a dance. — Swan Huntley

Eventually we find that we no longer need silence. We no longer need solitude. We no longer even need words. We can make all our actions holy. We can cook a meal for our family and it becomes prayer. We can go for a walk in the park and it becomes prayer. — Mark Haddon

To tell you the truth. I am a wild and passionate novelist. I am therefore easily given over to telling wild and passionate lies. — Val Edward Simone

When I want somebody to read to,
To match a dream with tuneful phrase,
It is my nurse that I pay heed to,
Companion of my youthful days,
Or, following a boring dinner,
A neihbour comes in, who I corner,
Catch at his coat tails suddenly
And choke him with a tragedy,
Or, (here I am no longer jesting),
Haunted by rhymes and yearning's ache,
I roam beside my country lake
And scare a flock of wild ducks resting:
Hearing my strophes' sweet-toned chants,
They fly off from the banks at once. — Alexander Pushkin

It was a gorgeous day. A fucking gorgeous day. It was one of those bright, breezy, unicorn-and-puppy mornings. I mean, the unicorns weren't out yet. They tend to be more nocturnal to increase the odds of picking up virgins at nightclubs, but there were a couple pegasi kicking it overhead. — Kate Danley

It's my policy." -Harry Bosch — Michael Connelly

Trust becomes the only road home, back to love. — Geoffrey Wood

Fold and live to fold again. — Stu Ungar