Maligo Quotes & Sayings

I don't know where I learned elephants like their tongues slapped. Whatever turns you on. — Betty White

Quite generally, international affairs have more than a slight resemblance to the Mafia. The Godfather does not take it lightly when he is crossed, even by a small storekeeper. — Noam Chomsky

It may sound like a bold statement for one to claim that he is the world's best at something but it's not an impossibility. I've done it many times, and so did Olympic athletes. It requires more boldness to distrust what I just said, as those who do won't read my books and access the reasons to why they're bestsellers. — Robin Sacredfire

Don't be embarrassed about being loved. I'm not asking you for anything; just let me love you and play the piano again tonight, just once more, if I still have the strength to do it. In exchange I ask only one thing: If you hear anyone say that I'm dying, go straight to my ward. Let me have my wish. — Paulo Coelho

Twitter is good. Why say a lot to a few people when you can say virtually nothing to everyone? — Jerry Seinfeld

The essay form has superceded the novel as the vehicle that best suggests the prevailing apocalyptic gestalt, and as the talisman that is most able to repel the onset of paralysing dread. — Adam Parfrey

The last major breakthrough for the theatre was electricity, and we have to push beyond that if we want to move beyond the blue-haired old ladies in the stalls. Im going to keep working on the integration of film and video technology. — David Soul

At the time of departure from this beautiful world, you will able to take only one asset with you, and that is the love you gave away and the love you have received. — Debasish Mridha

My father will find you and kill you for what you have done." She said to him solemnly.
Maligo towered over her, a leering smile twisting his dark face.
"You would have to consider yourself lucky if you ever see your father again. Even if it is while he watches me take your life." He snarled, allowing a haughty smirk creep across his face. — B.C. Morin

Expiring for love is beautiful but stupid. — Jenny Holzer

In junior high I read a lot of Stephen King, whose Americana approach to writing was often about "the terror next door" and at the same time I was reading a lot of Clive Barker, who was on the other end of the horror pendulum: insidious and disturbingly psychological. I found it fascinating how these two authors came at horror from two totally different perspectives. — Bryan Fuller