Sand Inn Fort Quotes & Sayings

When I know what the character I'm supposed to play wants in general terms, and when I know what did the other characters want to do, that's when all these wills collide and the emotions show up. — Max Von Sydow

The saints have to 'drink poison' (worldly suffering) and the world has to 'drink nectar' (worldly pleasures). Because people are weak. — Dada Bhagwan

I will be a sonofabitch if he ain't in here at eleven-thirty at night, fartin' around in the dark with a pair of scissors and a paper sack. — Ken Kesey

Enthusiasm for one's goal lessens the disagreeableness of working toward it. — Thomas Eakins

Sorry, Jericho. I almost didn't recognize you with your dick in your pants. If you'll excuse me, I have to get home." I tried to flounce off, but walking in short steps with a paper sack around my hips wasn't a graceful way to make an exit. He rolled the truck beside me and the engine rumbled, but he didn't say a word. So I walked a little faster. He drove a little faster. Finally, I broke into a run. Jericho hit the gas and kept up with me. "Get in the goddamn truck, Isabelle." "No.""You're a female wolf running naked in the street. Get in." "I'm not naked," I panted. "I'm wearing recyclables."
Dark, Dannika (2014-07-27). Five Weeks (Seven Series #3) (pp. 49-50). Kindle Edition. — Dannika Dark

If every day of your life you are told by authority figures that the Earth is flat, you will be scared of falling off the edge whether you want to be or not. — Mark Rippetoe

You came to this world with nothing, and you will leave this world with nothing. There is nothing to gain or lose. You can only touch everyone and everything with your love. — Debasish Mridha

From the time I met him, he left me little clues of a man, a trail of bread crumbs to a gingerbread cottage. Inside the cottage were peeling pictures of Elizabeth Taylor and Marilyn Monroe that keep sliding to the floor because the walls were too sweet to hold the Blu-Tack. I tried to pick the posters off the floor and got so distracted, I ended up in an oven. So I climbed out of the oven and out of the house and I was saving myself, but it hurt so bad. I found the boy I loved, but he didn't want to hug me because I was blistered and spotted with bread crumbs. I looked up close because, up close, I could always see myself reflected in the surface of his shiny, iconic beauty. But suddenly he had pores, grey hairs, and chapped lips. And I couldn't see a damn thing. — Emma Forrest

If a young girl is being forced into a brothel she will not talk about her rights. In such a situation the word would sound ludicrously inadequate. — Simone Weil

Novelists are in the business of constructing consciousness out of words, and that's what we all do, cradle to grave. The self is a story we tell. — James Gleick

Something good was happening. My life was rising from the ashes, and the sight of it left me feeling something like hopeful. — Katherine Center

I think regardless of where people are from, country music is a through line. — Jenny Lewis