Verriere Quotes & Sayings

I naturally loathe nearly all hymns — C.S. Lewis

But let other pens treat of sex and sexuality; we quit such odious subjects as soon as we can. — Virginia Woolf

Whatever poetry that was in me was coming out in the form of constructing art books! — Stephen Vincent Benet

Now, thanks to President [Barack] Obama and the policies of Democrats when we have been able to achieve 73 straight months of sustained growth in the private sector. The longest it has been in American history. — Debbie Wasserman Schultz

We believe in outdoor exercise. We believe that time heals. We believe, although we will not say so explicitly, in prescription drugs and the cocktail hour. — E. Lockhart

I'm always going to be just me. — William Hung

Cinema seats make people lazy. They expect to be given all the information. But for me, question marks are the punctuation of life. — Abbas Kiarostami

The era of revolution by military means produced a greater degree of desperation and frustration. This was brought to an end by the people. — Nilantha Ilangamuwa

What is line? It is life. A line must live at each point along its course in such a way that the artist's presence makes itself felt above that of the model. With the writer, line takes precedence over form and content. It runs through the words he assembles. It strikes a continuous note unperceived by ear or eye. It is, in a way, the soul's style, and if the line ceases to have a life of its own, if it only describes an arabesque, the soul is missing and the writing dies. — Jean Cocteau

I think people desperately want to feel love. — Gary Chapman

We have to understand that the closer you get to the corridors of power, to the Oval Office and Congress, the more you become a prisoner of the past .The closer you get to the marginalized, the grassroots and the groundlings, the greater your incentive to think imaginatively and 'outside the box. — Team Colors Collective

Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart
The heart which love of thee alone can bind; And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd
To fetters and damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom. — Lord Byron