Pavlinka Quotes & Sayings

Which was how Britteny ended up nestled next to Mickey, under the shelter of a painter's drop cloth.
She felt no pain.
She saw no light.
She heard, but barely.
Her heart was still and silent.
Yet she did not die. — Michael Grant

Once we are fed, heated, housed and healthy, our extra consumption inevitably has an element of luxury about it. And once luxury enters the scene, the practicalities are in trouble, as women who wear expensive stiletto heels can testify. — Evan Davis

Primitive people alienate themselves in their mana, their totem; civilized people in their individual souls, their egos, their names, their possessions, and their work: here is the first temptation of inauthenticity. — Simone De Beauvoir

And when one loves kills another, can you still love the one who's left? — Alessandra Torre

And holy hell the chocolate is so intense and pure it should be named an element and given a spot on the periodic table. It would be Ch, which isn't even taken. — Laini Taylor

The capitalist class is interested in keeping the workingmen divided among themselves. Hence it foments race and religious animosities that come down from the past. — Daniel De Leon

But that was the thing about zero. Its weakness. Even if zero had taken over the entire universe, the biggest fascist of all, one tiny gesture could deny it. One footprint, one atom. You didn't have to be a genius. You didn't even have to know that was what you were doing. You made a mark. You changed something. It said, "A human being passed here." And changed zero to one. — Janet Fitch

Mom - the person most likely to write an autobiography and never mention herself. — Robert Breault

I don't think that I've had a career like anyone else's, but there are hosts and hosts of actors whose careers I admire. — Ron Perlman

If your body could speak, what would it say? — Daria Halprin

If you desire faith, then you have faith enough. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I think, whatever mortals crave, With impotent endeavor, A wreath
a rank
a throne
a grave
The world goes round forever; I think that life is not too long, And therefore I determine, That many people read a song, Who will not read a sermon. — Winthrop Mackworth Praed