Siachoque Artista Quotes & Sayings

A choice of pains. That's what living was all about. — Audre Lorde

The main thing is to write
for the joy of it. Cultivate a work-lust
that imagines its haven like your hands at night
dreaming the sun in the sunspot of a breast.
You are fasted now, light-headed, dangerous.
Take off from here. — Seamus Heaney

I am young and beautiful ... at every age. — Louise Hay

war historian Paul Fussell suggests that in World War II heavy drinking was the answer to fear, boredom and the terrible damage to the sense of identity experienced by so many combatants. Drunkenness, he writes, did for the men of this war what drugs did for the next generation in Vietnam. — Liz Byrski

On that night after Phoebe had given her Pandora report, I thought about the Hope in Pandora's box. Maybe when everything seemed sad and miserable, Phoebe and I could both hope that something might start to go right. — Sharon Creech

The hardest part about acting is realizing it doesn't matter. — Jonathan Rhys Meyers

The best part about working is that you never know what you're going to learn when you start out. — Anne Hathaway

If it's not working you can't polish a turd. — Lee Unkrich

The sight of women talking together has always made men uneasy; nowadays it means rank subversion. — Germaine Greer

The hallmark of addiction is that it changes your brain chemistry. It actually affects that part of your brain that's responsible for judgment. — Michael Botticelli

Acting lets you escape the real world and make out with people you are not married to. It lets you live in the skin of another person and run away from the person you actually are. — Amy Poehler

And a woman whose best day was a day with her family and friends around her doing nothing but talking, laughing and being together. — Kristen Ashley

Just like a mountain goat climbing very steep and dangerous land to lick salt from the rocks, man also should take high risks to get what he wants! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

I worked like a horse and I ate like a hog and I slept like a dead man. — Rudyard Kipling