Shinbone Star Quotes & Sayings

I can play the guitar, the dulcimer, the piano, and the drums. However, I am not a "performance quality" musician. Rather, I am a composer and a producer. — Frederick Lenz

When I don't like a piece of music, I make a point of listening to it more closely — Florent Schmitt

The Constitution is the guide which I never will abandon. — George Washington

We played every night. Sometimes we'd stay overnight after a game, but we'd usually drive on to our next destination. — Bob Cousy

He was incomplete, broken; and despised it. — A.G. Howard

I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me. — Hunter S. Thompson

Bitter truth of life. To have some genuine friends, you need to have some fake ones too. — Shikha Kaul

To change an opinion without a mental process is the mark of the uneducated. — Geoffrey Madan

Kids are important. The most important thing. — Allan Dare Pearce

The war effects me less than it ought. I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter. — Wilfred Owen

Remember, Bagheera loved thee," he cried, and bounded away. At the foot of the hill he cried again long and loud, "Good hunting on a new trail, Master of the Jungle! Remember, Bagheera loved thee. — Rudyard Kipling

That's how it goes within a family. You think you know each other so well, and so you don't bother hardly getting to know each other at all. — Orson Scott Card

Rowdy Roddy cut his locks; but don't worry woman, he's still a fox. — Roddy Piper

It was strange to find that love does not spring from abundance and richness of the ego, but is a way out of inner distress and poverty. We were surprised to discover that our first love is not directed either to another person or to ourselves, but to an imaginary ideal ego, to an image of ourselves as we would like to be. There are stranger discoveries awaiting us the more deeply we grope in the dark and the further we intrude into the secret places of the human heart. — Theodor Reik

It seemed to Chickadee that those houses held the powers of the world. The ones who built and lived in those houses were making an outsize world. An existence he'd never dreamed of. Almost a spirit world, but one on earth. Chickadee could see that they used up forests of trees in making the houses. He could see that they were pumping up the river and even using up the animals. He thought of the many animals whose dead hides were bound and sold in St. Paul in one day. Everything that the Anishinabeg counted on in life, and loved, was going into this hungry city mouth. This mouth, this city, was wide and insatiable. it would never be satisfied, thought Chickadee dizzily, until everything was gone. — Louise Erdrich