Mortgageit Inc Quotes & Sayings

His voice was that kind you get from smoking three packs a day and then spending all night howling at the moon. — E.W. Storch

People spent their lives searching for something beyond the simple friction of skin on skin, but there was nothing. The void between two people could never be closed, and in trying to close it, they would only learn everything that was to be despised in the other. — Maggie Shipstead

I played pretend games as a kid, army, whatever, but I never wanted to be an actor. — Ray Liotta

It was the absences that had made her think, not the presences. — Nick Hornby

I was probably born with the ability to draw, but that does not make you an artist. — James Rosenquist

In other spheres of Victorian Society the appeal of a young woman dressed in black from head to toe was acknowledged. In Victorian popular culture, widows had two manifestations: the battleaxe and the man-eater, preying upon husbands and bachelors alike. Even today, an attractive, dark-haired person dressed in all black has vampiric connotations, as the novelist Alison Lurie has noted, 'so archetypally terrifying and thrilling, that any black-haired, pale-complexioned man or woman who appears clad in all black formal clothes projects a destructive eroticism, sometimes without concious intention. — Catharine Arnold

In my experience, folk find it nigh on impossible to call a thing what it is. It — Catherynne M Valente

When nature fails, we turn to art. — Umberto Eco

The camel is an ugly animal, seen from above. Its shoulders slope formless like a sack, its silly little ears and fluff of bleached curls behind them have a respectable, boarding-house look, like some faded neatness that dresses for propriety but never dressed for love. — Freya Stark

Art is the only thing you cannot punch a button for. You must do it the old-fashioned way. Stay up and really burn the midnight oil. There are no compromises. — Leontyne Price

Man is the child of customs, not the child of his ancestors. — Ibn Khaldun

My studio is not arty. It doesn't smell of turpentine, and I'm not knee-high in paper. — Robert Ingpen

At moments we are all artists. — Arnold Bennett