Travina Restaurant Quotes & Sayings

It's hard for me to say what would happen if I didn't go to art school. It wasn't that I learned any specific painting or drafting skills at school that I felt I couldn't have taught myself. However there is something quintessentially unique and important that you gain by immersing yourself in ascholastic and creative universe, and being held to certain academic standards while being surrounded by artists of varying disciplines. — John Dyer Baizley

I do like when you find a true personal relationship with any of the characters, you like to make that honest connection. And every once in a while, there's that glimmer where you got that line in where something happens, where you get to really talk. — Jonathan Banks

Other than our love our labor is one of the most sacred gifts we can give. When your labor is your love, life is sacred. Love what you do or change. — Tony Robbins

What is called Western Civilization is in an advanced state of decomposition, and another Dark Ages will soon be upon us, if, indeed, it has not already begun. With the Media, especially television, governing all our lives, as they indubitably do, it is easily imaginable that this might happen without our noticing ... by accustoming us to the gradual deterioration of our values. — Malcolm Muggeridge

Even before I met you I was far from indifferent to you. — Oscar Wilde

A child who misbehaves has a need. To overlook the need behind the misbehavior can prevent us from doing the right thing. Asking ourselves, "What can I do to correct my child's behavior?" often leads to thoughtless punishment. Asking, "What does my child need?" lets us proceed with confidence that we will handle the situation well. — Gary Chapman

Sometimes the song title comes with the songs, other times you just sorta make something up afterwards. — Wayne Coyne

For the dreamers. — Samantha Shannon

Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching barren moors to smile,
Painting pictures mile on mile,
Holds a cup of cowslip wreaths
Whence a smokeless incense breathes. — Ralph Waldo Emerson