Rambert Two Quotes & Sayings

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot. — Neil Gaiman

Why did Plato say that poets should be chased out of the republic? Precisely because every poet and every artist is an antisocial being. He's not that way because he wants to be; he can't be any other way ... and if he really is an artist it is in his nature not to want to be admitted, because if he is admitted it can only mean he is doing something which is understood, approved, and therefore old hat - worthless. Anything new, anything worth doing, can't be recognized. — Pablo Picasso

The poet begins where the man ends.
The man's lot is to live his human life,
the poet's to invent what is nonexistent. — Jose Ortega Y Gasset

The end is low, like all quantitative ends, personal or not, and it can be attained and verified. — Fernando Pessoa

If I could sum it up in 50 words, I wouldn't have needed to write a whole novel about it. — Patrick Rothfuss

Doormats. It was true that actors had a perception, an understanding of human motive, that normal people lacked. It had nothing to do with intelligence, and very little to do with education. — Josephine Tey

Were you frightened?
One gets tired of being frightened, wouldn't you agree? — Anita Shreve

Nancy pursed her lips. "Men are stupid." "Agreed! — Jenn McKinlay

He moved his fingers down her whole spine, one by one by one, and during the time it took to do that, his brain remained absolutely quiet.
It is these empty spaces you have to watch out for, as they flood up with feeling before you even realize what's happened; before you find yourself, at the base of her spine, different. — Aimee Bender

I would like to be judged on the validity of my arguments, not as a victim. — Ayaan Hirsi Ali

To the loving eye, even smallpox scars are beautiful. — Stephen King

Death was easy. Life was complicated. — Callie Hunter

The pure soul is a beautiful rose, and the Three Divine Persons descend from Heaven to inhale its fragrance. — John Vianney