Red Headed League Quotes & Sayings

I never tried to kill myself or anything. — Ronnie Spector

Particularly as a writer, it is my job to ignore social critics, or the response that social critics might have when it comes to the opinions of my characters, the way they talk, or anything that can happen to them. — Quentin Tarantino

You never chased a sentient into his own environment unless you absolutely had to and you had sufficient forces to handle ten times the force you could see. Break that rule at your peril, as the poor screaming bastard in the water was now learning. — Evan Currie

I was wrong.
Now that I think about it, if I had said those words to a now-ex back in my twenties, I would probably be married right now. — Larry Gent

And then I went to visit my sister in the states and all of a sudden it was just like, it's like ... it's like the movie Wizard of Oz when all of a sudden it changes from Black and White to glorious Technicolor. — John Mahoney

" it's the Fiery Furnace."
They just looked at me as if I said "It's a puppy driving a tractor. — Brodi Ashton

Tradition, thou art for suckling children, Thou art the enlivening milk for babes, But no meat for men is in thee. — Stephen Crane

I think she broke, but not in the way I
or any of us
expected. She didn't go crazy. She became more focused. More strategic. — Ronie Kendig

To see things as the poet sees them I must share his consciousness and not attend to it; I must look where he looks and not turn round to face him; I must make of him not a spectacle but a pair of spectacles; in fine, as Professor Alexander would say, I must enjoy him and not contemplate him. — C.S. Lewis

Size matters not. Inertia, however, is a pain in the butt."

-Mander Zuma — Jeff Grubb

History doesn't pass the dishes again. — Louis-Ferdinand Celine

Life ain't a concept. Music is not a concept. My titles are poetic abstractions of something that is with me all the time, not necessarily in music, but in life. Everybody's life. — Merzbow

Oftentimes we call Life bitter names, but only when we ourselves are bitter and dark. And we deem her empty and unprofitable, but only when the soul goes wandering in desolate places, and the heart is drunken with overmindfulness of self.
Life is deep and high and distant; and though only your vast vision can reach even her feet, yet she is near; and though only the breath of your breath reaches her heart, the shadow of your shadow crosses her face, and the echo of your faintest cry becomes a spring and an autumn in her breast.
And life is veiled and hidden, even as your greater self is hidden and veiled. Yet when Life speaks, all the winds become words; and when she speaks again, the smiles upon your lips and the tears in your eyes turn also into words. When she sings, the deaf hear and are held; and when she comes walking, the sightless behold her and are amazed and follow her in wonder and astonishment. — Kahlil Gibran