Longway California Quotes & Sayings

Muse usually gestured like an amphetamine-fueled Sicilian who's nearly gotten clipped by a speeding car. — Harlan Coben

I'll teach you; I'll make you be free whether you want to be or not. — Aldous Huxley

My identity comprises of more than just my faith. I am a proud Muslim, but I am also a liberal, a Briton, a Pakistani, a Londoner, a father, a product of the globalised world who speaks English, Arabic and Urdu. — Maajid Nawaz

A scary but yet beautiful smile — Masashi Kishimoto

Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside — Sarah Dessen

The emerging 'environmentalization' of our civilization and the need for vigorous action in the interest of the entire global community will inevitably have multiple political consequences. Perhaps the most important of them will be a gradual change in the status of the United Nations. Inevitably, it must assume some aspects of a world government. — Mikhail Gorbachev

The sick in mind, and, perhaps, in body, are rendered more darkly and hopelessly so by the manifold reflection of their disease, mirrored back from all quarters in the deportment of those about them; they are compelled to inhale the poison of their own breath, in infinite repetition. — Nathaniel Hawthorne

I'm not an overnight success. My early publishing history, through my first five books, was unfortunate in many respects, typified by a couple of short anecdotes. — John Lescroart

If you tell a lie to make a person better, then that is not a sin. — Sun Myung Moon

Whether you work outside the home or not, never tell them [your children] that being a mommy is your 'job.' Being a mommy is a relationship, not a profession. — Barbara Ehrenreich

Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them ... one sees nothing but a great coloured undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of colour. This is what a picture should give us ... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a coloured state of grace ... loose conciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colours, be steeped in the light of them. — Paul Cezanne

[On common water.] Its substance reaches everywhere; it touches the past and prepares the future; it moves under the poles and wanders thinly in the heights of air. It can assume forms of exquisite perfection in a snowflake, or strip the living to a single shining bone cast up by the sea. — Loren Eiseley

The senator cleared his throat, uncomfortable. This was probably new to him - the sensation of being ignored. I could've taught him a thing or two about it. — Jenn Marie Thorne