Sturla Mio Quotes & Sayings

Forward, forward, men! Drive those fellows out of those woods! Forward! For God's sake forward! — John F. Reynolds

Another deserted sentence. Another side effect of death. Words go AWOL. — Daisy Whitney

I guess I didn't enjoy drawing very much. It was like homework. — Robert Crumb

Whenever it gets too dark, think of the good things you have, the good times you've had. It will help. I promise. — Jim Butcher

Clouds buzz by, unaware of the scary world below them. I envy them. I envy the easy way that they live and die. They never have to worry about tomorrow and what horrors or death it might bring. — Dannielle Wicks

Pity makes suffering contagious. — Friedrich Nietzsche

The Midwest breeds funny, eccentric people, to varying degrees. You play shows not because you're expecting to get a record deal, but to do something fun outside of mowing lawns. Everything else is just gravy ... Or mustard. — Patrick Carney

There was never a day when I was as good as Joe DiMaggio at his best. Joe was the best, the very best I ever saw. — Stan Musial

To walk in money through the night crowd, protected by money, lulled by money, dulled by money, the crowd itself a money, the breath money, no least single object anywhere that is not money. Money, money everywhere and still not enough! And then no money, or a little money, or less money, or more money but money always money. and if you have money, or you don't have money, it is the money that counts, and money makes money, but what makes money make money? — Henry Miller

Sometimes I don't even watch the trains go past, I just listen. Sitting here in the morning, eyes closed and the hot sun orange on my eyelids, I could be anywhere. I could be in the south of Spain, at the beach; I could be in Italy, the Cinque Terre, all those pretty coloured houses and the trains ferrying the tourists back and forth. I could be back in Holkham with the screech of gulls in my ears and salt on my tongue and a ghost train passing on the rusted track half a mile away. — Paula Hawkins

And 'tis a pretty toy to be a poet. — Christopher Marlowe

Isserley walked along the path the generations of sheep-flocks had made, up the tiers of the hill. In her mind, she was already — Michel Faber

At the Uffizi, I experienced a moment that was touching, painful, and almost embarrassing. We stopped in front of the famous Botticelli painting, The Birth of Venus. I gazed wistfully at her incomparably lovely, yet, as Vasari described, oddly distorted form emerging from the waves in a seashell, her long red-golden tresses blown by Zephyrs. No woman ever had so elongated a neck or such sinuous limbs. Botticelli contorted, and some might say deformed, the human shape to give us a glimpse of the sublime. — Gary Inbinder

Money can buy a fine dog but it is kindness that makes him wag his tail. — John B. S. Haldane