Picnic At Hanging Rock Edith Quotes & Sayings

The press is no substitute for institutions. It is like the beam of a searchlight that moves restlessly about, bringing one episode and then another out of darkness into vision. Men cannot do the work of the world by this light alone. They cannot govern society by episodes, incidents, and eruptions. It is only when they work by a steady light of their own, that the press, when it is turned upon them, reveals a situation intelligible enough for a popular decision. — Walter Lippmann

It was possible, she thought, that she had won the race to reach the end of civilization. There was no prize. Obviously. — Kate Atkinson

The government shouldn't run anything, because it cannot run anything. — Lawrence Kudlow

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Just won my first writing award, thanks to you. To all who took the time to vote for me in 50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading, many thanks. — Linda Heavner Gerald

How can I tell what I think until I see what I say? — David Markson

When you return to this mundane sphere from your visionary world, you would seem to leave a Neapolitan spring for a Lapland winter - to quit paradise for earth - heaven for hell! Taste the hashish, guest of mine - taste the hashish. — Alexandre Dumas

shoes made soft, apologetic sounds. — Kate Morton

Except in mathematics, the shortest distance between point A and point B is seldom a straight line. I don't believe in mathematics. — Albert Einstein

He has the lucidity which is the by-product of a fundamentally sterile mind. — Aneurin Bevan

I am never angry, although sometimes distressed. — David Rockefeller

Okay. No joke, there is a talking, dancing, bright red, studded dildo on the screen. There are other ones that look like him, and I swear to God one is wearing a condom on his head. That's a kids' show? — Amber L. Johnson

I'm the flavor of the month. — George Clooney

We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn't fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them. — Jeffrey Eugenides

I'm saying you look damn good in my hat," Zane growled. — Abigail Roux