Quitasarro Quotes & Sayings

I live between fearing doom and wishing for it. — Geneen Roth

In the UK and the US especially you've got a lot of throwaway artists who have their 40 million dancers and they do their show. There's many artists who would not do a live show because they know they can't. — Jamelia

Love is quite like reading, I expect. Once you know how, you can't ever imagine not doing it. — Kerrigan Byrne

Is this your girl?" she asks, not waiting for an answer. "She's breathtaking."
"You're my new favorite person," Billie giggles. — Rebecca Harris

The partnership is part of a flourishing industry that pairs plaintiffs' lawyers with state attorneys general to sue companies, a collaboration that has set off a furious competition between trial lawyers and corporate lobbyists to influence these officials. — Anonymous

I really enjoyed working with New Zealanders as crew members, as teammates. They're great, and it's a beautiful country. It's one of the most beautiful places I've ever been, and I've traveled quite a bit. — Viggo Mortensen

[The Federal Convention] is really an assembly of demigods. — Thomas Jefferson

No medicine man or wise man knew why one man died and another lived. Wise men themselves often died before fools, and cowards before men who were brave. — Larry McMurtry

My fear is, what is the larger effect of my book on the world and on the minds of the people who take the time to consume it? Am I contributing in a positive way to the overall kind of collective consciousness of people in the world? I worry about that. — Patrick Rothfuss

And in the same way, again, are not the thoughts of men and women in the agony of death often turned towards the practical, painful, obscure, internal, intestinal aspect, towards that 'seamy side' of death which is, as it happens, the side that death actually presents to them and forces them to feel, a side which far more closely resembles a crushing burden, a difficulty in breathing, a destroying thirst, than the abstract idea to which we are accustomed to give the name of Death? — Marcel Proust

Memorial Service: Farewell party for someone who already left. — Robert Byrne

Ever since they left Thies, the women had not stopped singing. As soon as one group allowed the refrain to die, another picked it up, and new verses were born at the hazard of chance or inspiration, one word leading to another and each finding, in its turn, its rhythm and its place. No one was very sure any longer where the song began, or if it had an ending. It rolled out over its own length, like the movement of a serpent. It was as long as a life. — Ousmane Sembene

into my tightest place — Lynn Red

Following my between-books strategy of reading voraciously and promiscuously. What — Erik Larson

It tastes like water spiked with strange. — Mary Roach