Oyoungmd Quotes & Sayings

You act like you think you got wiser blood than anybody else," he said, "but you ain't! I'm the one has it. Not you. Me." Haze didn't say anything. He stood there for an instant, small in the — Flannery O'Connor

You live in a grim universe."
"That's risk management for you. — Max Gladstone

This is just a phase, right? This whole bloodlust thing? — Isabelle Rowan

He calculated the number of bricks in the wall, first in twos and then in tens and finally in sixteens. The numbers formed up and marched past his brain in terrified obedience. Division and multiplication were discovered. Algebra was invented and provided an interesting diversion for a minute or two. And then he felt the fog of numbers drift away, and looked up and saw the sparkling, distant mountains of calculus. — Terry Pratchett

There's always peripheral things that you like that you don't know, but starting with whatever his British influences are, are some of my favourite artists, and the American things are what I grew up on as well. In the end, for me, it's those foundations of the music business - those things that are a lot of the foundations of what music today is. You can hear a bit of all of those things that we talk about in almost all music today. — Paul Weller

I remember when I saw 'The Matrix' when I was 13, I saw it in the theaters, and I was so blown away by it. It was one of the most memorable experiences I definitely ever had in the theater. — Emile Hirsch

All my tales are based on the fundamental premise that common human laws and interests and emotions have no validity or significance in the vast cosmos-at-large. — H.P. Lovecraft

All of it was rushing together, making a psychedelic mess of my heart. — Jan Ellison

It's pornography for me only when it involves violence or children. — Ruth Westheimer

Melanie still grieves for Jared," she stated.
I felt my head nod without willing the action.
"You grieve for him."
I closed my eyes.
"The dreams continue?"
"Every night," I mumbled.
"Tell me about then." Her voice was soft, persuasive.
"I don't like to talk about them."
"I know. Try. It might help."
"How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he's not there? That the memories are so strong I can't separate hers from mine anymore? — Stephenie Meyer