Rayton Stock Quotes & Sayings

I begin with an idea and then it becomes something else. — Pablo Picasso

That was Flint's treasure that we had come so far to seek, and that had cost already the lives of seventeen men from the Hispaniola. How many it had cost in the ammassing, what blood and sorrow, what good ships scuttled on the deep, what brave men walking the plank blindfold, what shot of cannon, what shame and lies and cruelty, perhaps no man alive could tell. — Robert Louis Stevenson

When you're poor, you know nothing about the future, you know nothing about the world, nothing that goes on outside 300 yards around you. — Lee Trevino

Fall in Alabama was menopausal: hot one moment and cold the next. — Lexi George

One Swaying Being

Love is not condescension, never that,
nor books, nor any marking on paper,
nor what people say of each other.
Love is a tree with branches reaching into eternity
and roots set deep in eternity, and no trunk!
Have you seen it?
The mind cannot.
Your desiring cannot.
The longing you feel for this love comes from inside you.
When you become the Friend,
your longing will be as the man in the ocean
who holds to a piece of wood.
Eventually wood, man, and ocean
become one swaying being,
Shams Tabriz, the secret of God. — Jalaluddin Rumi

The experiment suggested a strong correlation "between the number of links and disorientation or cognitive overload," wrote Zhu. — Nicholas Carr

We would work side by side for hours, in a state of mutual concentration. — Patti Smith

I have a real dog-like mentality, in that it's like, 'Where is my next meal coming from? Am I ever gonna eat again? Will I ever write another song again? Will anyone show up for tour?' I think it comes from being really poor as a kid. — Neko Case

By a merging and interplay of identities between himself and his beautiful room, he might be preparing a ghost for the future; it had not occurred to him that there might have been a similar merging and coalescence in the past. Oliver Onions The Beckoning Fair One — Adam Nevill

What was the truth? he wondered. How important was it to know? And once he knew, what then? — Brian Evenson