Anders Petersen Quotes
It (taking photographs) is all about longing without longing-no pictures at all.
Anders Petersen
Quotes to Explore
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Let men of all ranks whether they are successful, or unsuccessful, whether they triumph or not; let them do their duty, and rest satisfied.
Plato
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I'm from east LA. I don't see colour.
will.i.am
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Military officers from different countries, when they meet each other, tend to sort of fall in love, become mutual admiration societies, at the expense of realities.
William Odom
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Doors lead to things and I've never met one I haven't wanted to open.
Kate Morton
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I kept as still as I could. Nothing happened. I did not expect anything to happen. I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge. At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great. When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep.
Willa Cather
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Nature has no outline. Imagination has.
William Blake
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You can't get too attached to any one shampoo. And conditioner, also.
Owen Wilson
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Mr. Thornton felt that in this influx no one was speaking to Margaret, and was restless under this apparent neglect. But he never went near her himself; he did not look at her. Only, he knew what she was doing — or not doing — better than anyone else in the room. Margaret was so unconscious of herself, and so much amused by watching other people, that she never thought whether she was left unnoticed or not.
Elizabeth Gaskell
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Beware the dark pool at the bottom of our hearts. In its icy, black depths dwell strange and twisted creatures it is best not to disturb.
Sue Grafton
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Officially, he was no longer a victim, he was a criminal.
Edward Humes
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There is not a heart but has its moments of longing, yearning for something better; nobler; holier than it knows now.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Style begins with the people passing through one’s life, the harbingers we push against and the stylemakers we want to clone. Some are famous, some not. Style grows from admiration, from longing, from discrimination—and, yes, from love. It’s all the places you’ve been to and the people and the moments you’ve known: the parts you’ve adopted, to keep forever, and transformed. We wear our history in our hearts and on our backs.
Carol Edgarian
