Life4kidz Quotes & Sayings

What I've learned to do is arrest my addiction - arrest it myself, so I don't get arrested. — Rodney King

In my life there have been several individuals whose presence made it easier for me to think, pleasanter to make my responses. — Isaac Asimov

The mind of the child is not formed. We are shown that this is life, this is the world. — Frederick Lenz

Being a perfectionist, I didn't want to settle for just getting by, so I enrolled in a vocal training program. I then learned that songwriting and studying the voice actually pair with a lot of troubles that I had expressing myself, being vulnerable, trusting other people, trusting myself, calming anxiety. It became a life instructor of sorts and that is what kept me engaged with it. — Alyson Stoner

Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky. — E.B. White

What is your name?" asked Lear.
Caius," said Kent.
And whence do you hail?"
From Bonking, sire."
Well, yes, lad, as do we all," said Lear, "but from what town? — Christopher Moore

The avant-garde poet or artist tries in effect to imitate God by creating something valid solely on its own terms. — Clement Greenberg

I think making art is something where you think you know, you also know you don't know and you hope - all these things are in play all the time. I think it's what makes the excitement of creativity for the artist. — Eric Fischl

You kill the biggest possible resource when you waste time — Sunday Adelaja

Text him and see what he's doing later.
Prob hanging out around the house.
Good. So he doesn't intend on going anywhere.
Why? Am I planning on drugging and kidnapping him?
We'll use that as a last resort. — Em Wolf

It's all words and only words, and beyond the words there's nothing ... a word, which, like all the others, can only be explained by more words, but since the words we use to explain things, successfully or not, will, in turn, have to be explained, our conversation will lead nowhere, the mistaken and the true will alternate, like some kind of curse, and we'll never know what's right and what's wrong. - subhro, the mahout, Pg. 49 — Jose Saramago