Ullanda Love Quotes & Sayings

So why the hell do you want me to duck under a fucking ticket counter and hide while you turn into a cowboy on me all of a sudden? Why now, when it really counts? - Lily Hunt — Jennifer DeLucy

I don't know why, but it means a lot to get a compliment from a woman. — Marisa Miller

The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly. — Friedrich Nietzsche

It is an example of what films can do, how they can slip past your defenses and really break your heart. — David Gilmour

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks. — Stephen Chbosky

Doing interviews and touring are two ways that I can try to bring my music to people. It can be tiring, but it's better than working at Burger King. — Moby

Best place to be?" Adrienne asks after a moment.
On the other side of this wall. In my bed, at home. Anywhere with Nathaniel.
"Before," I answer, because I know she'll understand. — Jodi Picoult

But if the gods do not exist at all - then we are lost,' I said.
On the contrary - we are found!' said Aesop.
But when we are afraid, who can we turn to, if not the gods?'
Ourselves. We turn to ourselves anyway. We only pretend there are gods and that they care about us. It is a comforting falsehood. — Erica Jong

Sex and battle were each dangerous in their own ways. — Richelle Mead

The Platonists and their Christian successors held the peculiar notion that the Earth was tainted and somehow nasty, while the heavens were perfect and divine. The fundamental idea that the Earth is a planet, that we are citizens of the Universe, was rejected and forgotten. — Carl Sagan

The olive branch has been consecrated to peace, palm branches to victory, the laurel to conquest and poetry, the myrtle to love and pleasure, the cypress to mourning, and the willow to despondency. — Dorothea Dix

I know how men in exile feed on dreams — Aeschylus

Music is part of the tantra, the dance of life. Before your eyes, before your awareness, is the procession of eternity. — Frederick Lenz