Loudens Quotes & Sayings

What an electric thrill it sends up and down the spine, how it sets the heart racing: A Royal Romance! A Royal Wedding! The pomp and the pageantry! — Hamish Bowles

It's better to be hurt than to hurt others. Nice people can be happy with just that. — Sui Ishida

This, then, is the ultimate, that is only, consolation: simply that someone shares some of your own feelings and has made of these a work of art which you have the insight, sensitivity, and - like it or not - peculiar set of experiences to appreciate. Amazing thing to say, the consolation of horror in art is that it actually intensifies our panic, loudens it on the sounding-board of our horror-hollowed hearts, turns terror up full blast, all the while reaching for that perfect and deafening amplitude at which we may dance to the bizarre music of our own misery. — Thomas Ligotti

I didn't always have friends so I am careful to take care of them. — Loretta Claiborne

I don't want to make statements about where I'm gonna be in 30 years. But as of right now, I definitely have a different relationship with the way I look. It's not all-consuming. — Kristen Stewart

You've such a lovely temperature. — Ernest Hemingway,

I don't have very complete scripts for my films. I have a general outline and a character in my mind, and I make no notes until I find the character who's in my mind in reality. — Abbas Kiarostami

When the media's attacking me, when the establishment Republicans are attacking me and the Democrats are attacking me, that means I'm the 'We the People' person, and I'm on the right course as far as I'm concerned. — Paul Broun

A horse will never tire of a rider who possesses both tact and sensitivity because he will never be pushed beyond his possibilities. — Nuno Oliveira

Occasionally, I have time to go to the theater, and I think for a minute, 'Man, I'd really love to be doing a play right now.' Because I loved doing plays when I was doing them. Then I think, 'I want to do it right now, but will I want to do that Sunday matinee in six weeks?' — Stephen Lang

I lay so still in the gloom I could hear the house breathe, and the boards of the floors whispered, conniving a way to keep me here forever. — V.C. Andrews