Parness Obituary Quotes & Sayings

All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work comes to him. — W. H. Auden

She can be a whirlwind of tits and terror when she puts her mind to a purpose, can't she, sir? — Christopher Moore

It felt like religious kitsch, as tacky as a black velvet painting, the kind of fantasy that appealed to people who ate too much fried food, spanked their kids, and had no problem with the theory that their loving God invented AIDS to punish the gays. — Tom Perrotta

You've got food stuck in your teeth," Vee told
Marcie. "In the crack between your two front teeth.
Looks like chocolate Ex-Lax ... — Becca Fitzpatrick

Gavin. Promise me you won't do anything rash about your uncle. Promise me you won't do anything by yourself. Promise me you'll ask for help." "I promise. If you promise not to get yourself any more involved in this than you already are, Alex. I will tie you up in a linen closet if I think I must to keep you safe." "All right." "Say the words." "I promise." They — Sarah MacLean

Drinking water that does not meet a federal health guideline will not necessarily make someone ill. Many contaminants are hazardous only if consumed for years. And some researchers argue that even toxic chemicals, when consumed at extremely low doses over long periods, pose few risks. — Charles Duhigg

He will spit you and roast you with rosemary, and we will all sample your flesh tonight. Tomorrow you will be shat out into the snow.
Your diplomacy is bold and edgy, sir. — Kevin Hearne

In order to keep pace with the influx of work I had to take on fresh hands. — James Nasmyth

Literary people are forever judging the quality of the mind by the turn of expression. — Frank Moore Colby

But now, at the table, behind the fall of the tablecloth, behind the sheath of skin, hanging head downwards between cliffs of bone, was the baby, its arms all but clasped about its neck, its face aslant upon its arms, hair painted upon its skull, closed, secret eyes, a diver poised in albumen, ancient and epic, shot with delicate spasms, as old as Pharaoh in its tomb. — Enid Bagnold

Dyin' is a pain in the ass. — Frank Sinatra

It's one thing to ask your bank manager for an overdraft to buy 500 begonias for the borders in Haslemere, but quite another to seek financial succour to avail oneself of the 5-2 they're offering on lie de Bourbon for the St Leger. — Jeffrey Bernard

You don't know love when you see it. You've tricked something out with your imagination that you think love, and you expect the real thing to look like that. — L.M. Montgomery