Wisley Shop Quotes & Sayings

... He was always high on drugs. I was not a drug man, but in case I wanted to hide from myself for a few days, I knew I could get anything I wanted from him. — Charles Bukowski

She was Amy, and she was forever. She was one of Twelve and also the other, the one above and behind, the Zero. She was the Girl from Nowhere, the One Who Walked In, who lived a thousand years; Amy of Multitudes, the Girl with the Souls Inside Her. She was Amy. She was Amy. She was Amy. — Justin Cronin

The others would then fall silent and she would continue about doped gallium arsenide detectors, or the ethanol content of the galactic cloud W-3. The quantity of 200-proof alcohol in this single interstellar cloud was more than enough to maintain the present population of the Earth, if every adult were a dedicated alcoholic, for the age of the solar system. The tamada had appreciated the remark. — Carl Sagan

I can turn to that day as though it were a page in a book. It's written so deeply upon my mind I can almost taste the ink. — Hannah Kent

The most merciful thing a large family can do to one of its infant members is to kill it. — Margaret Sanger

I've heard of people stopping their cars, having car wrecks, all kinds of things. But most of the banjo players I know had that moment when they heard Earl Scruggs. So, for me, it transcends the technique. It's the musician in him and his personality, his musical personality, such great taste, such great technique, very, very creative. — Earl Scruggs

There's a special gut-check moment the first time you write a scene in which somebody casts a spell. — Lev Grossman

Theta blew out another plume of cigarette smoke. Not interested. Love's messy, kiddo. Let those other girls get moony-eyed and goofy. Me? I got plans. — Libba Bray

What separates great jazz musicians from average ones is Taste. Those who have taste consistently choose notes, tempos, timbres and voicings that seduce and satisfy attentive listeners. — Marc Myers

The world is being created every minute, and the world is falling to pieces every minute — Henri Cartier-Bresson