Naughty T Shirts Quotes & Sayings

L.A. interests me, the whole band scene and relaxed carefree feel, but it does not mean you have to dress like a hippy. — Raf Simons

Are there not a thousand forms of sorrow? Is the sorrow of death the same as the sorrow of knowing the pain in a child's future? What about the melancholy of music? Is it the same as the melancholy of a summer dusk? Is the loss I was feeling for my father the same I would have felt for a man better-fit to the world, a man who might have thrown a baseball with me or taken me out in the mornings to fish? Both we call grief. I don't think we have words for our feelings any more than we have words for our thoughts. — Ethan Canin

But God has a few of us to whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome; 'tis we musicians know. — Robert Browning

What we ought not do is play politics with those who've been afflicted by disasters. This should not be controversial. Stop playing politics, do the right thing for the country and let's make sure we're not making politics with disaster relief. — David Plouffe

The writing of fiction is a dance between truth and invention — Barbara Kingsolver

If everyone sweeps their own doorstep, their own neighbourhoods, the world will be a clean, pure and healthy place for life to prosper. — Vishwas Chavan

Only self-educated is educated. Others are merely taught. — Erno Paasilinna

Keynes, quite ignoring the covert gestures, the attempts at signaling, of nearly every senior officer, examined [Lily] and declared that she was perfectly fit to fly, "had better fly, I should say; this agitation is unnatural, and must be worked off."
"But perhaps," Laurence said, voicing the reluctance which the captains all privately shared, and they as a body began to suggest flights out over the ocean, along the scenic and settled coastline and back; gentle exercise.
"I hope," Catherine said, going pink clear up to her forehead in a wave of color, "I hope that no-one is going to fuss; I would dislike fuss extremely. — Naomi Novik

She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood. — Cassandra Clare