Penthesilea Model Quotes & Sayings

I thought of all the years I had spent thinking about him, wondering if he would ever come back to me. And I thought of him now, pictured his smile, how he looked after me, and it was useless: I just wanted him. I put my head in my arms and cried. — Samantha Shannon

He wasn't pleased with himself for appraising the girl in the tank. He thought of her as half-pretty, the sort of girl one would find modeling for art classes in dire community colleges. Putting her cheap panties and her ex-boyfriend's shirt back on to wander around the easels afterward and wondering how grotesque she must really be, to have summoned up the deformities whacked down in merciless charcoal strikes. — Warren Ellis

They wanted facts. Facts! They demanded facts from him, as if facts could explain anything! — Joseph Conrad

As a designer, the mission with which we have been charged is simple: providing space at the right cost. — Harry Von Zell

In any country there must be people who have to die. They are the sacrifices any nation has to make to achieve law and order. — Idi Amin

The absurdist is concerned with the search for meaning in the Universe. He believes this search to be meaningless
hence the disintegration of plot, character, and language in absurdist drama. Order is a falsehood that we, God, those who came before us, have imposed on a random universe. However, the absurdist is confronted with a curious paradox: though he believes the Universe to be meaningless, he cannot abandon the search for meaning
or he will die. — Walter Wykes

The small things are the fuses to get the bigger things to explode. — Roseanne Cheng

Goodness was not a trait you acquired; it was a value you practiced when you were on the verge of doing evil. — Julius Lester

Lie beside me. Let me see the division of your pores. Let me see the web of scars made by your family's claws and you their furniture. Let me see the wounds that they denied. The battle ground of family life that has been your body. Let me see the bruised red lines that signal their encampment. Let me see the routed place where they are gone. Lie beside me and let the seeing be healing. No need to hide. No need for either darkness or light. Let me see you as you are. — Jeanette Winterson

When a man speaks the truth in the spirit of truth, his eye is as clear as the heavens. When he has base ends, and speaks falsely, the eye is muddy, and sometimes asquint. — Ralph Waldo Emerson