Ritmestokjes Quotes & Sayings

When I was 21 or 22, I realized I was never going to be something else - I had to be a musician. I can't commit to anything unless I love it. — Chet Faker

Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work - that's what makes you unique. — Jean Cocteau

I tell my daughter Nyssa, 'You should respect my work, and I will also respect yours when you grow up.' 'Work is worship' is what I have told her. — Kajol

Is this the truth we knew, and then forgot?
Maybe the lies are all that we've got
But aren't they beautiful? — Sarah Slean

The liberal groups spent months raising money so they could take down anyone President Bush nominated. But they have not been able to touch judge Roberts. — Michael Oxley

He pressed bravely ahead with his story, the outlines and preliminary versions of which by now filled two thick notebooks, reorganizing, redrafting, and obsessively re-polishing lines and paragraphs with a jeweler's precision.
But it was not good enough.
He wanted the pages to sing with ideas that had once seemed so important to him, all and everything he knew, and yet they did not, and no amount of diligence was able to bring them to life. The story came to be a burden and weighed more heavily in his hands each time he lifted it out of the drawer. After a few weeks he was reluctant to open the desk at all.
("Talking In The Dark") — Dennis Etchison

It don't matter. I own you, Pippin. I claimed you. Even gave you my cut. Remember the patches? The property of Creed? Any of that a trigger to you? No one can come between our love, not even your fuckin' mind. I'll spend the rest of my life remindin' you what you mean to me if I have to. Ain't lettin' you go. I will always, always fuckin' love you. And no one can take that away from me. Not even you."

Creed Jameson — M. Robinson

If you like ice cream, why stop at one scoop? Have two, have three. Too much is never enough. — Morris Lapidus

I am surely miserable, and misery is a rainstorm. But this moment is an umbrella, a singular thing, a contained thing, a stolen thing, a world infinite in itself. — Delilah S. Dawson

If the doctor of today does not become the dietician of tomorrow, the dietician of today will become the doctor of tomorrow. — Alexis Carrel

Suddenly, one prisoner, as the guards rained blows on his back, raised his arms and face to the sky and shouted, "Forgive them, Lord, for they know not what they do!" There was not a trace of pain, not a tremble in his voice; it was as though it were not his back the machete was lashing, over and over again, shredding his skin. The brilliant eyes of the "Brother of the Faith" seemed to burn; his arms open to the sky seemed to draw down pardon for his executioners. He was at that instant an incredible, supernatural, marvelous man. — Armando Valladares

Ed, "I hate deserts. There is nothing but sand *collapses* If there was some grass I could turn it into bread. I'm starving! Huh? Hey! Al' where'd you go? Al? Hey!"

Al, "Down here! *Al's hand emerges from the sand beneath Ed and grabs Ed's leg*"

Ed, "AHH!!"

Al, "I sunk again. . ."

(cut to later, after Ed dug Al out)

Al, "I get full."

Ed, "Full of what? *kicks Al and sand falls out of his chest plate and buries Ed*"

Al, "Hahahaha. . .hahaha. . .haha. . . ha. . . *still laughing, inches away from Ed*"

Ed, "*bursts out of sand and starts running after Al* Get back here!"

Al, "What are you going to do?"

Ed, "Nothing!"

Al, "Than why are you chasing me?"

Ed, "Stop and you'll find out!"

Al, "I promise I won't get buried again!"

Ed, "Not unless it's by me!"

Al," Ed!"

Ed, "Rrrrrrrrr! — Hiromu Arakawa