Navarth Quotes & Sayings

The Vine of Life grows a single melon. The color of the heart is unknown until the rind is split. — Jack Vance

I'm really into fashion, but I don't really spend that much on clothes. I manage to find everything I want at a good price. — Gabrielle Aplin

Q. What's the secret shortcut to being succesful in life?
A. Stop looking for shortcuts. — Jose N. Harris

In the opening a master should play like a book, in the mid-game he should play like a magician, in the ending he should play like a machine. — Rudolf Spielmann

The useful type of successful teacher is one whose main interest is the children, not the subject. — Walter Raleigh

In any case, the time has come when I must start a new book. This is not a trivial matter. Characters parade before me; some I like and admire, others I find not useful. The ones I use become very real, and many stay with me always: Cugel, Madouc, Navarth the Mad Poet, Howard Alan Treesong and Wayness Tamm, for instance. Beside characters to be interviewed, there are a dozen concepts to be pieced together, a locale selected, perhaps a whole new way of life to be studied and evaluated; and every story has, or should have, a mood: the connective tissue which holds the story together. In this regard some writers are adroit, others don't have a clue. — Jack Vance

We knew that we wanted to play heavy music but I hadn't gotten into melody and things like that. — Adam Rich

I understand that in your youth you contrived a few outrages of your own."
"In my youth?" sputtered Navarth. "I have contrived outrages all my life! — Jack Vance

The name Sissy came because my brothers called me that. — Sissy Spacek

I used to rent a house in Princeton, New Jersey, and whenever people came to visit me, I would drive them past Albert Einstein's house, which is the most ordinary house in Princeton - a house, let me assure you, that now a salesman wouldn't live in. I'd always say, "That was Albert Einstein's house." And they'd say, "What do you mean? Why would Albert Einstein live in a little house like that?" And I'd always say to people, "Because he didn't care!" — Fran Lebowitz

I want to get my invisibility sweatshirt and skullcap out of my bag and put it on. But I don't. I want to believe the red ribbon around my wrist will keep me safe always. But it won't. I want to play How Would You Rather Die? instead of figuring out how to live. But I can't. I'm over being a coward. I'm sick of being on pause, of being buried and hidden, of being petrified, in both senses of the word.
I don't want to imagine meadows, I want to run through them. — Jandy Nelson