Top Ten Intelligent Quotes & Sayings

All prejudice presents itself as piety, propriety. — Hal Duncan

I'm not looking for sequels, but when something comes to you, and you're already a fan of that world, you have the desire to do it your way. — Daniel Radcliffe

Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don't find yourself. — Franz Kafka

Me and Don Henley are fast acquaintances now, or something. He actually got on stage and sang with me. — Mojo Nixon

I'm quite proud of my piano playing. Robin's never played a note on the piano at our recording sessions. I just wish I could be appreciated musically now. — Maurice Gibb

I've never had a five-year plan or a three-year plan, or whatever, ... We had an idea philosophically of what we were going to do and how we were going to do it. — Kirk Ferentz

That which is repeated too often becomes insipid and tedious. — Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

That was enough dialogue for a few pages - he had to get into some fast, red-hot action.
There weren't any more hitches now. The story flowed like a torrent. The margin bell chimed almost staccato, the roller turned with almost piston-like continuity, the pages sprang up almost like blobs of batter from a pancake skillet. The beer kept rising in the glass and, contradictorily, steadily falling lower. The cigarettes gave up their ghosts, long thin gray ghosts, in a good cause; the mortality rate was terrible.
His train of thought, the story's lifeline, beer-lubricated but no whit impeded, flashed and sputtered and coursed ahead like lightning in a topaz mist, and the loose fingers and hiccuping keys followed as fast as they could. ("The Penny-A-Worder") — Cornell Woolrich

Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene with an oblivious embrace. For awhile these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing. — F Scott Fitzgerald

The angels are as perfect in form as they are in spirit. — Joan Of Arc