Lov Hornina Quotes & Sayings

Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memories. — Oscar Wilde

They tell the story of a man who's drowning in his love for a woman. Drowning, but he can still breathe fine. The woman's flawed, but to him, she's perfect. She makes his head spin. She's distracting and inspiring. And he's so enamored with her that every part of him loves for every part of her. It's a song about being open, about having no barriers. About loving with "all of me" and asking for "all of you" in return. — Laurelin Paige

It may, however, be said that the level of experience to which concepts are inapplicable cannot yield any knowledge of a universal character, for concepts alone are capable of being socialized. — Muhammad Iqbal

Are the choices you are making going to really make you happy NOW or happy eventually? — Robert Holden

When I started thinking seriously about learning the rules of narrative, I thought, 'You've learned the rules of dancing from the ballet; what's the matter with learning the laws of theater from the people who know how to do it?' — Twyla Tharp

They hate us because we don't even know why they hate us. — John Powers

Heavens can witness I love none but you:
From my embracements thus he breaks away.
O that mine arms could close this isle about,
That I might pull him to me where I would!
Or that these tears that drizzle from mine eyes
Had power to mollify his stony heart,
That when I had him we might never part. — Christopher Marlowe

Archangel or hound from hell . . . with Gabriel, it depends on the day. — Kelley Armstrong

I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow. — Elizabeth Von Arnim

Its an onion tree. Every time Sam takes off an onion, two more will grow in its place. — Gail Bowen

WE stowed the wheels, uncapped the sledge-runners, put on our sis, and took off
down, north, onward, into that silent vastness of fire an ice that said in enormous letters of black and white DEATH, DEATH, written right across a continent. The sledge pulled like a feather, and we laughed with joy. — Ursula K. Le Guin

I wish I had the luxury of time to read and write like grad students do. That sounds pretty awesome. When I was writing my first book one of my friends was going to grad school at the same time and I heard a lot of stories about drinking, too. I feel like everyone was having affairs. — Jami Attenberg

Coffee,' Walker said over me. 'Now. — Kristen Ashley

There is no little enemy — Benjamin Franklin