Nunnelee And Wright Quotes & Sayings

Loneliness - since I was trying to escape it - was hell; and yet for the hermit who seeks it, it is apparently happiness. — Kobo Abe

Twitter fascinates me because it's real. It feels kind of unreal, but it makes very real things happen. — Amanda Palmer

The one thing all that battle taught me, is that no one walks away without scars. No one. (Bad Moon Rising) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

You know historians - can't leave a puzzle alone — Diana Gabaldon

Be cunning and don't panic. Rely upon the agility of your wit. — Eugene F. Rice Jr.

To know, to esteem, to love,-and then to part,
Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Poetry is an ethic. By ethic I mean a secret code of behavior, a discipline constructed and conducted according to the capabilities of a man who rejects the falsifications of the categorical imperative. — Jean Cocteau

The Celtics don't celebrate anything but championships. — Paul Pierce

(The paradox of Italian soccer). As everyone knows, Italian men are the most foppish representatives of their sex on the planet. They smear on substantial quantities of hair care products and expend considerable mental energies color-coordinating socks with belts. Because of their dandyism, the world has Vespa, Prada, and Renzo Piano. With such theological devotion to aesthetic pleasure, it is truly perplexing that their national style of soccer should be so devoid of this quality. — Franklin Foer

Psychological motivation is the desire to change relations between two points, and so psychology is the study of equations with two unbound variables. ("America: Three Audiences") — William S. Wilson

Archaeology is the study of humanity itself, and unless that attitude towards the subject is kept in mind archaeology will be overwhelmed by impossible theories or a welter of flint chips. — Margaret Murray

The light. The light is so bright that all that remains is you and the darkness. You can feel the audience breathing. It's like holding a gun or standing on a precipice and knowing you must jump. It feels slow and fast. It's like dying and being born and fucking and crying. It's like falling in love and being utterly alone with God; you taste your own mouth and feel your own skin and I knew I was alive and I knew who I was and that that wasn't who I'd been up till then. I'd never been so far away but I knew I was home. "I know everything," I thought. — Anonymous

This is it, the geographical limit of how far I'll go for Ossie. We are learning longitude and latitude in school, and it makes my face burn that I can graph the coordinates of my own love and courage with such damning precision. — Karen Russell