Sinjunsgrammarians Quotes & Sayings

Creativity is something which proceeds from within, out of immeasurable and inexplicable depths, not from without, not from the world's necessity. The very desire to make the creative act understandable, to find a basis for it, is failure to comprehend it. To comprehend the creative act means to recognize that it is inexplicable and without foundation. — Nikolai Berdyaev

The poets, when they speak of war, talk of the shield wall, they talk of the spears and arrows flying, of the blade beating on the shield, of the heroes who fall and the spoils of the victors, but I was to discover that war was really about food. About feeding men and horses. About finding food. The army that eats wins. — Bernard Cornwell

Why would anyone get drunk? Why does anyone need anything like that to escape the world, when the world is its own antidote? — Holly Bourne

I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away. — Harriet Ann Jacobs

A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears. — William Makepeace Thackeray

[My] goal as an artist is to create increasingly complex images with greater and greater clarity of form and intensity of vision. — Roger Ballen

If you really want to see something scary, turn on the nightly news. To me, for people to say 'look at the films' is ludicrous. The world we live in needs to change. — Brett Cullen

Your Ideas Are Your Biggest Assets Although — Dustyn Roberts

For example, if she joined the book club - there was always a book club - and hung out with them, her choice of guys would be limited to the dark and moody Chuck Palahniuk/Kurt Vonnegut/Life-Sucks-and-Then-You-Die brooders. — Pete Hautman

I think it's just different to get married for a woman than it is for a man. The amount of work to overcome certain gender roles in the partnership - just the expectation of housework, kid-work, whatever it is. — Alison Pill

There was a sliver of moon and a splash of stars, and the light outlined her face and glistened on the tears that ran like mercury down her cheeks. — Jonathan Maberry