Songcrafters Quotes & Sayings

I remember," someone said, "how in ancient times one could turn a wolf into a human and then lecture it to one's heart's content. — Charles Simic

The moment of change is usually not dazzling. It is a quiet, internal choice. No one can see it, but your life will never be the same again. — Simon Boylan

You both sicken me. (Markus)
It's what I live for ... Father. Your eternal disgust succors me like mother's milk. (Fang) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

When I became a novice monk, I lived in a temple where the atmosphere was quite like in a family. The abbot is like a father and other monks are like your big brothers, your small, younger brothers. It is a kind of family. — Nhat Hanh

I believe in winning. It is clean. I like it. I definitely don't believe in losing. It is a bad attitude. It is not necessary to lose, but it does happen once in a while. — Frederick Lenz

It is the civil jury that really saved the liberties of England. — Alexis De Tocqueville

[F]or fate granted him the immense good fortune of losing his memory. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Ready to get fucked?" he asked. "Yes," she answered instantly. Christ. She was gone. Perfection. "Baby, gonna fuck you. Ready for that?" he pushed. — Anonymous

Psychology more than any other science has had its pseudo-scientific no less than its scientific period. — James Mark Baldwin

For every person that likes you there is going to be a person that doesn't like you. It's the nature of humanity. — Jamie Campbell Bower

But his kind will always lose in the end. I know this, and now I know why. Whether it's wife or nation they occupy, their mistake is the same: they stand still, and their stake moves underneath them ... Chains rattle, rivers roll, animals startle and bolt, forests inspire and expand, babies stretch open-mouthed from the womb, new seedlings arch their necks and creep forward into the light. Even a language won't stand still. A territory is only possessed for a moment in time. They stake everything on that moment, posing for photographs while planting the flag, casting themselves in bronze ... Even before the flagpole begins to peel and splinter, the ground underneath arches and slides forward into its own new destiny. It may bear the marks of boots on its back, but those marks become the possessions of the land. — Barbara Kingsolver

When the possesor of truth was weak and the defender of the lie was strong, was it better to bend before the greater force? Or, by standing firm against it, might one discover a deaper strength in oneself and lay the despot low? When the soldiers of truth launched a thousand ships and burned the topless towers of the lie, should they be seen as liberators or had they, by using their enemy's weapons against him, themselves become the scorned barbarians whose houses they had set on fire? What were the limits of tolerance? How far, in the pursuit of the right, could we go before we crossed a line, arrived at the antipodes of ourselves, and became wrong? — Salman Rushdie