Sneathen Enterprises Quotes & Sayings

Nothing is ever born out of fear. Love gives birth, love is creative; fear is impotent. It has never created anything. It cannot create anything because it has no substance. But it can destroy your whole life, it can surround you like a dark cloud, it can exploit all of your energies. It will not allow you to move into any deep experience of beauty. — Osho

It was funny, she thought, but her smile turned wistful because she had nobody to tell. — Laini Taylor

The diplomatic representatives of the United States of America to other nations are almost entirely Jews. — Julius Streicher

I have a problem with objectifying women, but I don't have a problem playing a guy who objectifies women. — Emilio Estevez

A book in which there were no lies would be a curiosity. — Napoleon Bonaparte

Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde

I usually start by doing one or more color studies of the subject on a piece of canvas taped to cardboard. — Mary Beth McKenzie

Tyson McCabe, my bad boy, my tortured soul, my little piece of dark with bits of light that glimmer like stars. — C.M. Stunich

History does not move by leaps into unrelated novelty, but rather by the selective emphasis of aspects of its own immediate past. — Julian Jaynes

It occurred to me that I could use the energy I had been putting into endurance to change my life. Yet the concept of brunt, of accepting and enduring, still seems to me to have a kind of nobility. It is, perhaps, less intelligent, but there is a stubborn selfhood about it that is dear to me. It can be, quite literally, the only way to survive. — Anne Truitt

We went too far when we put on the fur of lynxes,
Of weasels trapped in winter when they've lost their tan;
We went too far when we let the fox assist us
To warm the hide that houses the soul of Man.

The reek of the leopard and the stink of the inky cat
Striped handsomely with white, are in the concert hall;
We sleekly writhe from under them, and are above all that;
But, the concert over, back into our pelts we crawl. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

This sweetest and best of all creatures, faultless in spite of all her faults. — Jane Austen