Snerdley Interview Quotes & Sayings

The photograph showed a young couple smiling at the camera. The man didn't look much older than seventeen or eighteen, with light-coloured hair and delicate, aristocratic features. The woman may have been a bit younger, one or two years at the most. She had pale skin and a finely chiselled face framed by
short black hair. She looked drunk with happiness. The man had his arm round her waist, and she seemed to be whispering something to him in a teasing way. The image conveyed a warmth that drew a smile from me, as if I had recognized two old friends in those strangers. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon

There is so much media now with the Internet and people, and so easy and so cheap to start a newspaper or start a magazine, there's just millions of voices and people want to be heard. — Rupert Murdoch

In fact, tell him I've diddled him, and perhaps somebody else. — Herman Melville

Also, I could finally sleep. And this was the real gift, because when you cannot sleep, you cannot get yourself out of the ditch
there's not a chance. — Elizabeth Gilbert

The gods gave us powers, Adelina, because we are born to rule. — Marie Lu

The miserable person is easily enslaved.The cheerful person,the blissful person,cannot be enslaved. — Rajneesh

I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love. — Orson Scott Card

- Did you really save the world ? ...
- Mostly I was saving my own ass. Just happend that the world was in the same spot. — Jim Butcher

I like the really human sides of people. To meet them and see that theyre complicated and weird or shy or any of those things sort of makes it even better to know that they can rise above that and make something great. — Elizabeth Peyton

I hate how spiritual formation gets positioned as an optional pursuit for a small special interest group within the church. — John Ortberg

This is a photograph, so it is as you see: there are no lies and no deceptions. One can detect here, elevated to an incomparably higher level, the same pathetic emotional appeal that lies concealed in every fake spiritualist photograph, every pornographic photograph; one comes to suspect that the strange, disturbing emotional appeal of the photographic art consists solely in that same repeated refrain: this is a true ghost ... this is a photograph, so it is as you see: there are no lies, no deceptions. — Yukio Mishima

I will tell you it is my neck you are putting in peril; for whatever is yours is, in a dearer and tenderer sense, mine. — Charlotte Bronte