Quercianella Quotes & Sayings

I've always thought abstractly - through theme and variations rather than narrative. — Robert Wilson

Oh ... It's too long a story. I never bore people I haven't know for at least a thousand years. — J.D. Salinger

And then, for an old man like me, it's not exactly right,This kind o' playing soldier with no enemy in sight. — Bret Harte

A child who was born with a silver spoon is likely to not appreciate all he is provided with.
And it is likely that a child who grew up from the dust to look down on others once the floods gate of success opens up for him.
It is NOT where you come FROM that matters,
But where you are GOING. — Nomthandazo Tsembeni

DEPENDENT, adj. Reliant upon another's generosity for the support which you are not in a position to exact from his fears. — Ambrose Bierce

I didn't dare put down the staff with Etienne popping in and out like a half-burned, bloodsucking whack-a-mole. — Suzanne Johnson

To die is to move on with the invisible. To die is also a joy, a joy of submitting to that which is greater than the known, namely, the pure unknown. That is a joy. But to live mechanized and cut off within the motion of the will, to live as an entity absolved from the unknown, that is shameful and ignominious. There is no ignominy in death. There is complete ignominy in an unreplenished, mechanized life. Life indeed may be ignominious, shameful to the soul. But death is never a shame. Death itself, like the illimitable space, is beyond our sullying. — D.H. Lawrence

I just always loved stand-up. It's like magic. You say something, and a whole room full of people laughs together. Say something else, they laugh again. The fact that people come to see that and participate in that ... I don't know, it's just like magic. — Dave Chappelle

Do you try to pick up all the mortal girls you almost kill?"
"Just the ones who don't scream and run," he said. And then he startled me further by touching my face, just under one eye. I tensed just a little, as I always did when someone noticed my eyes. Bracing myself for the if only.
But there was no revulsion in his gaze and nothing but fascination in his touch. "And the ones with pretty eyes," he added. — N.K. Jemisin