Sijie Yao Quotes & Sayings

My music is the most 'me' thing about me. Everything is in my music. — Banks

It was on the steamer carrying him through the Golden Gate that he happened to reach down into the hole in the lining of the right pocket of his overcoat and discover the envelope that his brother had solemnly handed to him almost a month before. It contained a single piece of paper, which Thomas had hastily stuffed into it that morning as they all were leaving the house together for the last time, by way or in lieu of expressing the feelings of love, fear, and hopefulness that his brother's escape inspired. It was the drawing of Harry Houdini, taking a calm cup of tea in the middle of the sky, that Thimas had made in his notebook during his abortive career as a librettist. Josef studied it, feeling as he sailed toward freedom as if he weighed nothing at all, as if every precious burden had been lifted from him. — Michael Chabon

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. — Mother Teresa

If I can't be daring in my work or the way I live my life, then I don't really see the point of being on this planet. — Madonna Ciccone

I could use a hug. — Thea Harrison

Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered — Patricia Highsmith

You know you're a real grown-up when nothing but Oreos is black and white. — Maria Murnane

It's our version of "me" that causes us the most stress and heartache. Which is why it comes as a relief to discover that this version is as transient as a cloud in the sky. Focus on the cloud and the result is uncertain. Focus on the sky and we discover clarity. — David Michie

In a dream, in a fairytale, nothing has to be explained, everything happens of its own accord. — Antonia Michaelis