Poetschenpass Quotes & Sayings

But time and distance is nothing in the face of true affinity ... — Eleanor Catton

Bryn looked from Halt to Horace and back again. He saw no pity in either face.
"I don't want to," he said in a very small voice. Horace found it hard to reconcile this cringing figure with the sneering bully who had been making his life hell for the past few months. Halt appeared to consider Bryn's statement.
"We'll note your protest," he said cheerfully. "Now continue, please. — John Flanagan

A mystic is a hysteric who has met her confessor before her doctor. — Umberto Eco

The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin'. — Frank Zappa

The back door popped open, and Claire, fairy wings all a-flutter, pulled Miranda inside. It was like a military operation, only with one hundred percent less camouflage. — Rachel Caine

I love writing for myself. I read them [my stories], I cry over them sometimes. — Grace Ogot

Illusions are important. What you foresee or what you remember can be as important as what really happens. — Javier Marias

I cried most days working on the first draft. The last scenes were the hardest. I had a feeling where I wanted to end - the exact note - but I couldn't see how to get there. Sarah Murphy, my editor, asked the right questions to help me. I think of 'The Bear' as a hopeful book. — Claire Cameron

If you want to know the people of a nation, I am sure you can judge a great deal more about them from their cooking and eating traditions than you can from the words and actions of their public officials. — Peter Kropotkin

Get busy living or get busy trying. Life will move forward with or without you. The question is; will you move forward in life without yourself? — Steven Cuoco

I never understood a word John Cassavetes said. And I think he did that deliberately. — Peter Falk

She flicks her words like lit matches. They drop delicately, burning. — Kate Tempest

Wow, that was fun. Any place else you want to take me while we're here? Maybe there's a darker corner of hell than that hall of flesh-hungry demons, huh? (Sin) — Sherrilyn Kenyon