Petrusse Quotes & Sayings

But what about ugly bastards? What about us? What about our rights to be kissed? — Hanif Kureishi

Every intelligent person whose life has been passed in a slaveholding State, and who has carefully observed the character and capacity of the African race, will see that a general and sudden emancipation would be absolute ruin to the Negroes, as well as to the white population. — Roger B. Taney

I usually play character parts in Hollywood films. — Parker Posey

Thorn grunted and the metal control fell from his spasming fingers. It bounced across the dusty concrete and I stomped down as hard as I could. I felt more than heard the metallic crunch under my boot. Another irreplaceable artifact ruined, courtesy of Julia Reed. — Erica Lindquist

Nobody tells young writers it's okay if you're not very good, you'll get better. So I just thought I'm not very good, so I should try to do every other thing besides writing. That's how I ended up being a hitchhiker, a world traveler, and a mathematician. — Bonnie Jo Campbell

I have always liked drawing, when you draw you see things more intensely. — Henry Moore

Marriage is a big adjustment for anyone - male or female. There is no guarantee that a person who has become set in his or her ways can successfully make that transition. — Jeanne Phillips

Peace to these little broken leaves, That strew our common ground; That chase their tails, like silly dogs, As they go round and round. For though in winter boughs are bare, Let us not once forget Their summer glory, when these leaves Caught the great Sun in their strong net; And made him, in the lower air, Tremble - no bigger than a star! — W.H. Davies

I did a lot of research on real serial killers, and they're not Hannibal Lecters. They're cruel men who are given the opportunity to do something terrible, and a lot of the time it's about impotence. They feel powerless in the real world. — Lauren Beukes

With public sentiment, nothing can fail; without it nothing can succeed. — Doris Kearns Goodwin

Yet it is something deeper that brings me unease; the true reason that portraits are so jarring. It is, of course, the possibility that we are the portraits. Perhaps we hang on their walls. In that initial instant of confrontation, we wait for the face in the wooden frame to begin moving and speaking, and to find ourselves frozen into place. — Talos