Schwindt Christina Quotes & Sayings

She'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding. — Billy Joel

When the green hills are covered with talking wires and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid for our land be then — Chief Seattle

On my pillow was a note that read:
"Everyday the mood gets jealous of the sun, but once the night comes you would never know a thing. Just like the sun gives it's light to the moon, no matter what the day brings, every night you'll know I'll always love you.
Sleep Sweet.
-A"
He had my mind, my body, my heart, my soul. Like nobody else ever had. — Hope Alcocer

The world is full of unused corners. — Brenna Yovanoff

I was the family alien. Both my parents are quite creative, but I was ... appalling ... always putting on little shows. I was rather a shy child, not a natural performer, but there was a performative edge to everything I did. — Laura Wade

We have to be willing to give up all the injustices of the past that did exist - and that do exist right now. When we become interested in liberation, we then become interested in that which transcends time. — Andrew Cohen

I played in front of every conceivable audience you could face: an all-black audience, all-white, firemen's fairs, policemen's balls, in front of supermarkets, bar mitzvahs, weddings, drive-in theaters. I'd seen it all before I ever walked into a recording studio. — Bruce Springsteen

My heart is nuclear,
Love is all that I fear
Ready to be let down,
Now I'm heading for a meltdown — Marina And The Diamonds

Nature stopped being natural decades ago. — Jamais Cascio

What do you want?" chided Leo. "To be ordinary? To be human?" He said the word as if it stained his tongue.

"Better human than a monster," he muttered.

Leo's jaw tightened. "Take heed, little brother," he said. "Do not lump us in with those base creatures. We are not Corsai, swarming like insects. We are not Malchai, feeding like beasts. Sunai are justice. Sunai are balance. Sunai are - "

"Self-righteous and prone to speaking in third person?" cut in August before he could stop himself. — Victoria Schwab

A cup of coffee, a cigarette, the penetrating aroma of its smoke, myself sitting in a shadowy room with eyes half-closed...I want no more from life than my dreams and this...It doesn't seem much? I don't know. What do I know about what is little and what is a lot? — Pessoa, Fernando

Life is not a search for answers but the answer itself. — Marty Rubin

Where's my little half-pint of sweet cider half drunk up? — Laura Ingalls Wilder