Nyqvist Millennium Quotes & Sayings

Oh, Darcy!' Fitz grabbed Darcy by the collar. 'You have such a way with the ladies. — Elizabeth Eulberg

They feed their demon and it gets really strong and then it makes them stay in abusive relationships — Amy Poehler

Leif: Getting killed would have been easier. No guilt. No worries. No fear. Caring for someone is terrible and wonderful. I don't know if I have the strength to do it for another. How do you deal with it?
Yelena: I focus on the wonderful parts and suffer through the terrible parts, knowing it will end eventually. — Maria V. Snyder

I loved her first," Thomas said. "But you, Liis ... you are the last woman I will ever love. — Jamie McGuire

To anyone who's trying to be an artist, in any medium, it's a very odd and lonely and nerve-wracking and scary process when you let anybody see what you're working on. You have to learn to listen to your instincts. Absorb other people's advice, opinions, or whatever it may be from the outside world, but at the end of the day, you have to be true to whatever it is that you're trying to say in that work. — Brian Henson

The top 400 people own more wealth now than the bottom 185 million Americans taken together. That is a medieval structure. — Gar Alperovitz

On the personal side, I was rock climbing and taking pictures with my friends. We took all sorts of portrait and action pictures, and I was thinking at the time that these are inherently difficult to focus correctly. — Ren Ng

What do you imagine the American people would think of me if I wasted my time going to the ball game? — Grover Cleveland

Outside much has changed. I don't know how. But inside and before you, O my God, inside before you, spectator, are we not without action? We discover, indeed, that we do not know our part, we look for a mirror, we want to rub off the make-up and remove the counterfeit and be real. But somewhere a bit of mummery still sticks to us that we forget. A trace of exaggeration remains in our eyebrows, we do not notice that the corners of our lips are twisted. And thus we go about, a laughing-stock, a mere half-thing: neither existing, not actors. — Rainer Maria Rilke