Paragrapher Quotes & Sayings

Become a player in the orchestra of human society. — Yonason Goldson

You have to be loyal and true to one another, or your love will never last! — Michael Jackson

I have kids. Unbeknownst to them, they are quick to snap me back to reality when I start feeling the pressure of being an athlete! It's a breath of fresh air to have two people to focus on; their happiness erases all the pressures I have on myself. — Amanda Beard

IT IS RIGHTEOUS FOR GOD TO AVENGE HIS SERVANTS. IT IS UNRIGHTEOUS FOR GOD'S SERVANTS TO AVENGE THEMSELVES. — John Bevere

At the beginning of all growth, everything imitates. — Pramoedya Ananta Toer

Call it precious and go to hell, but I believe a story can be wrecked by a faulty rhythm in a sentence - especially if it occurs toward the end - or a mistake in paragraphing, even punctuation. Henry James is the maestro of the semicolon. Hemingway is a first-rate paragrapher. From the point of view of ear, Virginia Woolf never wrote a bad sentence. I don't mean to imply that I successfully practice what I preach. I try, that's all. — Truman Capote

You're all one-track about hockey, remember? And besides, we argue too much."

"We don't argue. We bicker."

"It's the same thing."

He rolls his eyes. "No, it's not. Bickering is fun and good-natured. Arguing is - "

"Oh my God, we're arguing about the way we argue!" I interrupt, unable to stop from laughing — Elle Kennedy

Only Art is Eternal Wisdom; what is not Art soon perishes. Art is the unconscious love of all things. 'Learning' will cease and Reality will become known when it comes to pass that every human being is an Artist. — Austin Osman Spare

You have a history of art-music that you equate with music. That's what I love about that term art-music. It separates itself from music-music, the music people have always made. — Frank Fairfield

I read poems for the pleasure of the mouth. My heart is in my mouth, and the sound of poetry is the way in." ~from an interview in Narrative magazine — Donald Hall

A giant thirst is a great joy when quenched in time. — Edward Abbey