Mislaid Property Quotes & Sayings

The poem is a form of texting ... it's the original text. It's a perfecting of a feeling in language - it's a way of saying more with less, just as texting is. — Carol Ann Duffy

I don't make movies for the same reason that a lot of people do. I make films because I need to see them exist in a very specific way. — Harmony Korine

There was once a bunny who lived by the ocean. Every day he would stroll along the sandy beach and pick up thoughts which had washed ashore. He would find them in shells, under rocks, and sometimes even tangled up in seaweed. "Oh, this is a good one," he would say, "We see chaos, but if we look carefully, if we look beneath the chaos, we find perfection." And into his bucket the thought would go. When the bunny had reached a ripe old age he gathered all the thoughts together and placed them carefully into a large silver cauldron heated by the fires of life. Using a straw broom, he stirred them thoroughly, and as he was stirring he listened carefully. Much to his surprise he heard the ocean singing a wordless song of incomparable beauty. The bunny closed his eyes and said, "Ah, it was all worth it."

--The Blue Monk of Niim — Various

Reading gives one something to think about other than one's self. — Tom Bissell

Haydn's instructions are imprinted on my brain much the same way Logan's face is imprinted on my heart. — Siobhan Davis

Io, Europa, Ganimedes puer, atque Calisto
lascivo nimium perplacuere Iovi.
(Io, Europa, the boy Ganymede, and Callisto greatly pleased lustful Jupiter.)
[Marius naming Jupiter's moons] — Simon Marius

Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff - it is a palliative rather than a remedy. — Peter De Vries

Kyubey: When you decide to die for the good of the universe, call me anytime. I'll be waiting. — Magica Quartet

Examining love is like examining a stocking: if you hold it up to the light and stretch it to search for snags, any snags there are may well run and ruin the stocking. In fact, if I may fashion Coudert's law from Heisenberg's principle of indeterminacy, it is this: Love is not only changed by observation; it is changed for the worse. — Jo Coudert

I hate it! I hate the air. I hate the sand. I hate the stupid people. I hate the way they work. I hate their bloody smiley bloody faces. I hate the never ending sky! — Chris Chibnall