Titillates Quotes & Sayings

If you want an enemy, the soul (nafs) is sufficient. If you want advice, death is sufficient. — Said Nursi

Scillara was not cruel; she was simply not interested and he did not hold this against her. It seemed to him that frankly most people by temperament and character should not be thrust into the role of parents. She was simply uncharacteristic in admitting it. He — Ian C. Esslemont

For me, I've never drawn a distinction between live-action acting and performance-capture acting. It is purely a technology. — Andy Serkis

I learned to smile by going through hell. Now I know what hell is and you don't. I can't tell you how it is, cause you can't do it with words. — Jack Kevorkian

Truth titillates the imagination far less than fiction. — Marquis De Sade

To do a really good interview, you have to be truly interested in the person. — Daisy Fuentes

So whenever I hear The Beatles I always feel I've got a lot in common with everybody else. — Robyn Hitchcock

The board transported its jurisdiction to a never-never land where a Dorothy of the new millennium might exclaim: "They still call it Kansas, but I don't think we're in the real world anymore." — Stephen Jay Gould

When you're a ball hawk, you should have a mohawk. — Rahim Moore

The liberal posture really requires a willingness to give to others, and that works, as I say, when you have an expanding pie. But if you don't have an expanding pie, everyone starts hunkering down. — Thomas B. Edsall

As [The Nation columnist Katha] Pollitt points out, when one starts looking beneath the surface of things and adding together the out-front atheists with the indifferent nonbelievers, you end up with a much larger group of people than Jews, Muslims, Buddhists and Unitarians put together. — Natalie Angier

You can dress it up, but it comes down to the fact that a movie is only as good as its script. — Curtis Hanson

I'm a firm believer in absolute honesty. — Frank Langella

That falls into the category of advice that sounds helpful but actually makes no freaking sense. — Shannon Messenger

Hands were such extraordinary tools, she mused. Tools, weapons, clumsy and deft, numb and tactile. Among tribal hunters, they could speak, a flurry of gestures eloquent in silence. But they could not taste. Could not hear. Could not weep. For all that, they killed so easily. — Steven Erikson

The robin in your tender heart
Hungers for the red berry
That titillates your tongue.
She carols as the snow falls -
And not with the chorus of the dawn
In radiant spring.
What might have been?
Your voice silenced,
The spirit of you
Destroyed,
I see glimpses of your fire
From the light that has vanished
From your eyes.
Your wings soar,
Only not to follow
Your heart.
Whatever the passion,
Let it burn.
It will save you. — Kyrian Lyndon

My songs will pass and be forgotten. What counts, however, is that I sang them. — Andrew Greeley