Mickey Gold Mill Quotes & Sayings
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After a long while he sat upright with great effort, exhaled a sigh and reached for a clean sheet of lined paper, smoothing it out on the desk. He unscrewed the lid of his fountain pen, laid it perpendicular to his paper, and began to write. Often he compared his writing to white water. He had only to leap in to be dragged away on its rapids, thrown this way and that with his own will rendered impotent. While writing he found the words came from the muscles in his hands, the feel of the shaft of his pen, the locked joint of his elbow. the scratching noise of the nib marking paper and, underneath all that, some coordinating impulse in his guts. Certainly not from his mind. — Ali Shaw

Canadian federalism is more than a form of government. It's also a system of values that allows different people in diverse communities to live and work together in harmony for the good of all. — Jean Chretien

Maybe someone would write a play just for me, one where a real woman could fight with her sword, and had many fine adventures and changes of costume. — Ellen Kushner

Have you no honor? No decency? No damn brains? You don't kill me with bullets. You just piss me off. And you just ruined my friggin' favorite coat. For that, you die. (Wulf) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

We can't win the struggle for high standards if we just talk a good game ... we've got to play a good game. — Price Pritchett

Generally, crises were Mom's domain. Dad's job was to listen, nod, act curmudgeonly, and offer to pay for things. — Lisa Wingate

Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations. — David Levithan

There are things in life which one can confide
in one person only, whom one trusts. It is because
of this that I write to my mother without the knowl-
edge of the others, for whom my secrets are quite
uninteresting, or, rather, . unnecessary. — Anton Chekhov