Smile Empty Soul Song Quotes & Sayings

There are just tiny fragments of pleasure and luxury in the world, and there is something unpatriotic about enjoying them. — John Knowles

People go into a gallery, and they're afraid to express their opinions about art. No one's afraid to say, 'Keanu Reeves was bad in that movie.' We see so many films that we can tell who's faking it. But with art, we can't always tell. — William Quigley

I think that's why I write - the not knowing and the blasted good feeling I get out of it all. — Chila Woychik

The social norms that sustained them were based neither on ingrained instincts nor on personal acquaintances, but rather on belief in shared myths. — Yuval Noah Harari

It seemed that in Paris you could discuss classic literature or architecture or great music with everyone from the garbage collector to the mayor. — Julia Child

Never eat a light source — Count Arthur Strong

Ask any man what nationality he would prefer to be, and ninety nine out of a hundred will tell you that they would prefer to be Englishmen — Cecil Rhodes

Well, that dog was all Diamond had. When you love something, you can't just sit by and not do anything.'
'I suppose it may be God's way of telling us to love people while they're here, because tomorrow they may be gone. I guess that's a pretty sorry answer, but I'm afraid it's the only one I've got.'
'You're wise beyond your years. And what you say makes perfect sense. But I think when it comes to matters of the heart, perfect sense may be last thing you want to listen to.' - Cotton Longfellow — David Baldacci

The death of a library, any library, suggests that the community has lost its soul. — Kurt Vonnegut

Now I am past all comforts here, but prayer. — William Shakespeare

Be of good cheer, Jesus Christ maketh thee whole. — John Bunyan

Then she is on me. Her soft, hot body collapses onto my own ravenous frame. She pushes my legs open with her knees and pulls my arms above my head with her hands, holding me a willing hostage. For one long moment we are eye to eye. Her breasts press down into my nipples, goading them but offering no release, and then her lips come crashing down on mine. She kisses me as though she already owns me; exploring my mouth with her tongue, dragging it aggressively from one side of my lips to the other. — Felicity Brandon