Lollipop Chainsaw Zed Quotes & Sayings

Life can't defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death. — Edna Ferber

Not about the Japanese, but about moments of perfection. commit it to memory and make good use of it. — Melina Marchetta

Water becomes clear and transparent when in a quiescent stage. How much the more wonderful will be the mind of a sage when poised in quiescence! It is the mirror of heaven and earth, reflecting the ten thousand things. — Zhuangzi

You want to know what I want? I'll tell you what I want. I want back what Bobby Fischer took with him when he disappeared. — Ben Kingsley

The bed was enormous and clearly custom-made. Granted, Vincent was a big man. But even he didn't need all that space, unless he was hosting orgies. Which, for all she knew, was exactly what he did. — D.B. Reynolds

Too often we see that teachers and educational administrators feel threatened by self-organized learning. They, therefore, think it is not learning at all. — Sugata Mitra

All that matters is that artists keep reminding mortals about what really matters: the wonder, the glory, the madness, the importance and the improbability of love. — Hannah Mary Rothschild

The movies were custard compared to politics. — Nancy Reagan

Medicare and Social Security have created the healthiest and most financially secure generation of senior citizens in American history. — Jim Walsh

I was reading an article in the 'New York Times;' it talked about being in the zone, and being in the zone you're so focused that time ceases to exist. It's when you think, 'Oh, I've been doing this for five hours and didn't even know it.' It's the difference between hard work and going, '12 o'clock, not moving.' — Steve Martin

The most difficult part of dating is the initial invitation. — Janell Carroll

The Lurking Fear:
Shrieking, slithering, torrential shadows of red viscous madness chasing one another through endless, ensanguined condors of purple fulgurous sky ... formless phantasms and kaleidoscopic mutations of a ghoulish, remembered scene; forests of monstrous over-nourished oaks with serpent roots twisting and sucking unnamable juices from an earth verminous with millions of cannibal devils; mound-like tentacles groping from underground nuclei of polypous perversion ... insane lightning over malignant ivied walls and demon arcades choked with fungous vegetation ... Heaven be thanked for the instinct which led me unconscious to places where men dwell; to the peaceful village that slept under the calm stars of clearing skies. — H.P. Lovecraft