Motin Del Quotes & Sayings

The fool knows nothing of God; he never comes across anything divine. He remains part of the stupid collectivity. Remember, the society, the collective has no soul; the soul belongs to the individual. Hence, those who belong to the collective are destroying every possibility of being souls. — Rajneesh

Live every day as if it were Saturday night. — Al McGuire

When friends ask for a second cup they are open to conversation. — Gail Parent

If a picture, which is but a mute representation of an object, can give such pleasure, what cannot letters inspire? They have souls; they can speak; they have in them all that force which expresses the transports of the heart; they have all the fire of our passions, they can raise them as much as if the persons themselves were present; they have all the tenderness and the delicacy of speech, and sometimes a boldness of expression even beyond it. — Heloise

Eleven is about the best age for almost anything. — Zilpha Keatley Snyder

Sometimes the only choice is the lesser of two evils. — Dan Brown

In 1984, George Orwell wrote of a world where the only colour to be found was in the propaganda posters. Such is the case in North Korea. Images of Kim Il-sung are depicted in vivid colours. Rays of yellow and orange emanate from his face: he is the sun. — Barbara Demick

My suck was losing my best friend to an eleven year old. — Colleen Hoover

Deep inside each human being is a spirit that hungers for movement and for growth. A live and burgeoning ball of energy, the spirit naturally moves, expands, gyrates - dances, even - purely by virtue of its desire for freedom. It craves beauty over entertainment, meaning over triviality, and knowledge over sensation. American society devotes few harbors to the trade of truth. Too often we sacrifice the pursuit of knowledge, distracted instead by sparkling material things. — Joe De Sena

One of the odder services the Villa Candessa provided for its long-term guests was its "likeness cakes" - little frosted simulacra fashioned after the guests by the inn's Camorr-trained pastry sculptor. On a silver tray beside the looking glass, a little sweetbread Locke (with raisin eyes and almond-butter blond hair) sat beside a rounder Jean with dark chocolate hair and beard. The baked Jean's legs were already missing. A few moments later, Jean was brushing the last buttery crumbs from the front of his coat. "Alas, poor Locke and Jean." "They died of consumption," said Locke. — Scott Lynch

Joss's stories are often centered on moments just like this. He shares a conversation that he had with Stephen Sondheim, in which they were discussing the stories each of them tells. Joss said he was always going to write about adolescent girls with superpowers. Sondheim replied, "And I will always write about yearning." "Goddammit, his answer was so much cooler than mine!" Joss says - but Sondheim's answer pushed him to break down his own tales and figure out what his driving impetus was, what he was really writing about. "Helplessness was what I realized was sort of the basic thing," Joss explains. "All of these empowerment stories come from my fear and hatred of the idea of somebody who is really helpless, who is a non-being. — Amy Pascale

We don't need to illustrate music; music illustrates itself. — Twyla Tharp