Nelligan Germany Quotes & Sayings

Shakespeare said that art is a mirror held up to nature. And that's what it is. The nature is your nature, and all of these wonderful poetic images of mythology are referring to something in you. When your mind is trapped by the image out there so that you never make the reference to yourself, you have misread the image.
The inner world is the world of your requirements and your energies and your structure and your possibilities that meets the outer world. And the outer world is the field of your incarnation. That's where you are. You've got to keep both going. As Novalis said, 'The seat of the soul is there where the inner and outer worlds meet. — Joseph Campbell

Because you know something won't ever happen, it doesn't stop you longing for it.
I know I'll never be able to speak or sing with my own voice.
I don't know why.
I wish I did. — Kevin Crossley-Holland

It's the imperfections that make things beautiful — Jenny Han

Drink from me and live forever.
Lestat de Lioncourt — Anne Rice

The people when rightly and fully trusted will return the trust. — Abraham Lincoln

Maybe it's gratitude affection. — J.T. Dark

Those who love wisdom must investigate many things — Heraclitus

I see film roles as lovely presents that come along now and again. I feel really lucky and say thank you very much. And if they fly me to L.A., I think, 'God, I must really be doing well.' I've worked with De Niro and Brando and Pacino, and that's made me feel very lucky. But the films have never meant a lot to me. — Michael Gambon

He was my tormentor and my solace; the creator of the dark and the light within. — C.J. Roberts

Zombieland reference," Jon said, nodding.
"How do you know that? That's a thousand-year-old reference!" I looked at laura. "I can't think of a single movie from a thousand years ago."
"Uh ... Betsy ... "
"Don't say it." You know how you don't know how stupid something is until you hear yourself say it? That happened to me a lot. — MaryJanice Davidson

The artist abandoning his poem, exasperated by the indigence of words, prefigures the confusion of the mind discontented within the context of the existent. Incapacity to organize the elements - as stripped of meaning and savor as the words which express them - leads to the revelation of the void. Thus the rhymer withdraws into silence or into impenetrable artifices. — Emil M. Cioran

Time is a wonderful storyteller. — Deion Sanders