Nikulasargja Quotes & Sayings

We're angry about this, upset about that, but who has the time to do anything anymore? There are those reports to report on, memos to remember, e-mails to deflect or delete. They bury us like snow. — Mark Slouka

My general sensibility is most certainly comedic. But when I signed with my manager, he said, 'I think you could do dramatic stuff as well.' So, rather than making the choice to do it, I sort of agreed and deferred. By no means does it feel close to home, but I was willing to explore it. — Benjamin Koldyke

He carried her over the Owl Creek mountain range without stopping," he said, quietly this time. "He carried her until he reached one of the hot springs around what became Chapin, and then he walked into the water with her and held her there for three days. He had about given up when she opened her eyes and whispered his name. — Laura Anderson Kurk

My 20s were a blizzard of rejection slips. — MaryJanice Davidson

People are always telling me that i'm not like other girls ... that i dont dress like other girls ... that i dont act like other girls. But i'm my OWN person ... i go to the beat of my own drum. — Miley Cyrus

I frankly confess that even if it were possible I should not wish to have free choice given to me, or to have anything left in my own hands by which I might strive for salvation. — Martin Luther

Michael had watched his father crawl inside a bottle and die there just so he didn't have to get up and go to work. It wasn't long before his mom retreated behind a vacant gaze, leaving him and his sister to pay the bills, to change her stinking bags, to roll her from one sunny patch by the window to another. His mother had become a potted plant they fretted over. No, that wasn't right. Couldn't plants at least turn their heads and follow the sun? Weren't they better than her in that way? — Hugh Howey

We live in an increasingly chaotic world and it takes a conscious and concerted effort to protect one's humanity. — K.J. Kilton

She reaches in, digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper. The crowd draws in a collective breath, and then you can hear a pin drop, and I'm feeling nauseous and so desperately hoping that it's not me, that it's not me, that it's not me.
Effie Trinket crosses back to the podium, smoothes the slip of paper, and reads out the name in a clear voice. And it's not me.
It's Primrose Everdeen. — Suzanne Collins

If the average jazz artist uses his head and at the outset of his career realizes he won't play as well at fifty as he does at twenty-five, he won't be in a line-up outside the Salvation Army when he's fifty. — Oscar Peterson

following Christ wasn't about religion; it was an intimacy with his Creator that had him constantly hungering for more. — Lisa Harris

Second time you have made that observation. If one puts forward an idea to a true Englishman
always a rash thing to do
he never dreams of considering whether the idea is right or wrong. The only thing — Oscar Wilde