Willard Kraft Quotes & Sayings

How can you say you're not in love with Hell?"
"Because I'm not in love with Hell." See? Not hard to say at all. It's true isn't it?
"Delusional much? — Jet Mykles

Just go up to somebody on the street and say 'You're it!' and then run away. — Ellen DeGeneres

My state of mind, and all accompanying circumstances, were just now such as most to favour the adoption of a new, resolute, and daring - perhaps desperate - line of action. I had nothing to lose. — Charlotte Bronte

But, I want someone who needs me and makes a big deal about it. — Arden Aoide

Not being able to do everything is no excuse for not doing everything you can. — Ashleigh Brilliant

Don't overact the story of your name. Overact the story of your work. — Karl Lagerfeld

He knew that even his own father's authority was fragile and restricted - a king did not possess true freedom but was imprisoned by his position. — Thich Nhat Hanh

It's the witching hour once more-
When the Muse comes out to play.
He calls me through that magic door-
Where galaxies of worlds await! — Belle Whittington

Life's not fair. Life's often complicated, leaving us to deal with things that we shouldn't have to. Life can make you smile one day, only to leave you broken into tiny little pieces the next. — Lisa De Jong

I don't feel like a Londoner. — Tom Stoppard

We are born and reborn again and again. We are changing with the waves of time. — Debasish Mridha

Think of it. We know truth for the cruel instrument it is. Beauty is infinitely preferable to truth. We invent beauty. Faiths, political movements, high ideals, belief in love and fellowship. All of them are lies. We tell those lies, among others, endless others. We improve on history and myth and religion, make each more beautiful, better, easier to believe in. Our lies are not perfect, of course. The truths are too big. But perhaps someday we will find one great lie that all humanity can use. — George R R Martin

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you. — Jenny Downham