Nikali Quotes & Sayings

Gradually I find that my whole soul is merging itself into this business of writing, and especially of writing poetry. I am going to try it; and am going to test, in the most rigid way I know, the awful question whether it is my vocation. — Sidney Lanier

And in just this way the days after my father's death became weeks became months in the familiar ceaseless cruelty of time, carrying us ever forward even when we sit still. Time does not pass, pain grows. (p.223) — Niall Williams

Junk food nurtures the spirit. I think there's scientific research to prove it. — Suzanne Johnson

I'm Dario Argento, and my style is something recognizable I think by the audience. — Dario Argento

No Kill may be defined by what happens to the animals within the halls of the shelter, but it can only be achieved by what happens outside of them. — Nathan Winograd

The air was cool and soft. The desert looked empty from our great height, enough to believe the geographers and travel writers who tell of the terrible desert life, the stillness, harshness, and death. I lay against the cold sand, tiny grains dancing fast and furious across my skin. I saw insects and scorpions, the line of a snake. Mohammed said the dunes moved millimeters a day. They inched across the desert floor toward the ocean. I smiled. The geographers were blind. — C. Lynn Murphy

Well, that's just a little hard, since I can't even talk her into sparing your life, huh? You haven't exactly endeared yourself to her. (Kat)
Oh, excuse my utter lack of manners there. Should we call Mommy dearest and invite her over for tea? I promise to be on my best manners when I choke the life out of her. (Sin) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I'm working with published authors and some very young undergraduates and lots of people in between. They are lovely people, and they can write. — Mal Peet

I still need some more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently. — Ernest Hemingway,

When Gold argues the cause, eloquence is impotant. — Publilius Syrus

I suppose a body gets used to laying under a sheet at night and when it doesn't feel the familiar weight of fabric pressing down over it, it can suddenly feel exceedingly unnatural. — Jason McIntyre