P1167 Quotes & Sayings

I definitely prefer being a lover than a fighter. — Billy Joel

Before you approach a production entity or even a potential producer, you should write up a treatment and register your show with the Writers Guild of America. — Penelope Spheeris

It had seemed to me an elegant nightmare concoction made by adults for adults, to further the aims and fantasies of adults, and what have children to do with such things? — Joyce Carol Oates

I know what it's like to have friends in other Clans. To feel that there's something stronger that your Clan calling you away from home. — Erin Hunter

As with most of life's problems, this one can be solved by a box of pure radiation. — Andy Weir

It is therapeutic to meet these people who have intimidated you. And to discover what they are really like. Then the intimidation goes. — Philip K. Dick

Love is not a charm that pops into the world from a better place to bless two individuals before flitting back home, leaving the couple broken back in two parts and forlorn but fundamentally unchanged. Love is a fire that burns in the soul, sometimes for good, sometimes just for now, sometimes hot enough to scorch and sometimes with a low and sustainable glow. Either way, it leaves the original constituents permanently altered. After the fact everything is different - not just the relationship, but the people involved. — Michael Marshall

I believe politicians should always remain realistic. — Eduard Shevardnadze

Just because you'd left something behind didn't mean that it had gone anywhere. — Morgan Matson

There was no one there. Which is to say there was someone there. Miss Wintertowne lay upon the bed, but it would have puzzled philosophy to say now whether she were someone or no one at all. — Susanna Clarke

I am so constituted that I had rather read bad stuff than nothing. — Burton Rascoe

Like every man of sense and good feeling, I abominate work. — Aldous Huxley

I'm wearing black leggings and a loose top festooned with a Menger sponge of empty pockets stitched out of smaller pockets and smaller still, almost down to the limits of visibility woven in freefall by hordes of tiny otaku spiders, I'm told, their genes programmed by an obsessive-compulsive sartorial topologist. — Charles Stross