Refrigerated Pie Quotes & Sayings

To me living and music are all the same thing. And I keep finding out more about music as I learn more about myself, my environment, about all kinds of different things in life. I play what I live. Therefore, just as I can't predict what kinds of experiences I'm going to have, I can't predict the directions in which my music will go. I just want to write and play my instrument as I feel. — McCoy Tyner

He had only one thing to do and that was what he should think about and he must think it out clearly and take everything as it came along, and not worry. To worry was a bad as to be afraid. It simply made things more difficult. — Ernest Hemingway,

There is always a temptation to take things for granted, to get lazy, and to presume that the reader knows more than they do. — Philip Kerr

I knew that as a DJ from 1970 on up that I would eventually come with this sound. I brought out all these other break beats that you hear so much on a lot of these records. — Afrika Bambaataa

Ah, vampire humor. Thank God it never got old, said no one ever. — Chloe Neill

I am of the African race, and in the colour which is natural to them of the deepest dye; and it is under a sense of the most profound gratitude to the Supreme Ruler of the Universe. — Benjamin Banneker

I know that unlike that night, tonight I won't kiss her. Or touch her. Or even see her up close.
Tonight, I'll listen. And that'll be enough. — Gayle Forman

I grew up listening to pop; I grew up listening to '60s pop music, the Beatles, the Monkees, Herman's Hermits and all that stuff. So I had a very strong background of listening to great pop music. — Jane Wiedlin

He was her father after all. True, a father whose funeral rite she planned to dance at and toast with ale, but her father just the same. — G.A. Aiken

And I'll do everything I can, if you do it again, not to give up on you and be a mean, bitchy, thoughtless, selfish cow." His — Kristen Ashley

Every time they saw him, they recognized him and knew him and expected things of him. And every time he came up blank. It was like watching someone digging where they knew they'd buried something precious, digging and digging and realizing that whatever it was
was gone. But they kept digging just the same, because the idea of losing it was so terrible and because maybe.
Maybe.
He was that lost treasure. He was that maybe. And he hated it. That was the secret he was trying to keep from them, the one he was always fearing he would betray. — Cassandra Clare

Was this the stupidest thing I had ever done? Maybe, maybe not. Top ten, at least. — Dennis Liggio