Lapelles Quotes & Sayings

Absence is the figure of privation; simultaneously, I desire and I need. Desire is squashed against need: that is the obsessive phenomenon of all amorous sentiment. — Roland Barthes

How could you possibly have a dark secret involving the Star Wars prequels? Are you responsible for Jar Jar Binks? — Rainbow Rowell

I think the good thing about Macklemore is that he is very precise about what he gets involved in. As you can tell, he's very passionate about what he puts his name on, because he talks about things people don't usually talk about, and his concepts are very, very passionate. — Rita Ora

Life has changed a lot, you know. You didn't used to get all this food inside food inside food when I was a girl. The other day I was eating a mushroom and found it had been stuffed with prawns. I've got so many misgivings over this craze, Boy. It's flying in the face of nature. — Helen Oyeyemi

I think my books are better than my exhibitions. If people don't like my books then I don't mind. I guess you like them enough to write an essay about them so that makes me pretty happy. — David Shrigley

Your afraid the sly little things will steal your heart if the find out you have one
- Natalie Savage Carlson " The Family Under The Bridge — Natalie Savage Carlson

There will be no insurance industry left in three years. — Tom Coburn

Writing is not fun. — Rian Johnson

The corrupt man is the one who sins but does not repent, who sins and pretends to be Christian, and it is this double life that is scandalous. The corrupt man does not know humility, he does not consider himself in need of help, he leads a double life. — Pope Francis

She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said. — Lang Leav

I hate jealous guys! Everyone can be jealous. We all have that in us. Push the demon down or it's going to drive the other person away. — Ashley Greene

You can't lead me down that road. — Taylor Swift

Years bleach away the sense of things until all that's left is a bone-white past, stripped of feeling and significance. — M.L. Stedman