Katherine Catmull Quotes
The pinpoint flame of anger and grief becomes a hot needle, then a hot knife.It melts the frost that binds her lips.It melts the sea in her eyesss.(from uncorrected galley)
Katherine Catmull
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Terms like that, 'Humane Society,' are devised with people like me in mind, who don't care to dwell on what happens to the innocent.
Barbara Kingsolver
Democratic forms of government are vulnerable to mass prejudice, the so-called tyranny of the majority.
Maggie Gallagher
I wouldn't write about people who are living and who are close to me, because I think it's a very violent thing to do to another person. And anytime I have done it, even in the disguise of fiction, the results have been horrific.
Zadie Smith
If you have life's experiences with you, nothing can stop you from being a competent actor.
Randeep Hooda
Twenty kilometers. At an average speed of 120 klicks per hour, we should cover the distance in ten minutes. Ten freezing, adrenaline-pumping, gorge-rising, terror-beating-against-the-ribs, react-in-a-microsecond-or-die seconds.
Dan Simmons
In San Diego there is a highly popular course called How to Marry Money. Note that the marriage is to money-not to a person. I inquired about the percentage of men attending... 'The course is really for women,' the instructor replied, 'it's not relevant to men.'
Warren Farrell
The soul of the slave, the soul of the "little man," is as dear to me as the soul of the great.
Aaron David Gordon
With a play, there's more of a definable arc because of the nature of theater: You know, there's no editing, so there's something more natural about the arc a character follows in a play. I think theater is more an actor's medium, whereas film is more a director's medium, because that's who controls the final feel of the film.
Dan Futterman
Some terror in the swishing tall grass seemed added to that of the diabolically pounding sea, and I started up crying aloud and disjointedly, 'Tiger? Tiger? Is it Tiger? Beast? Beast? Is it a Beast that I am afraid of?'
H. P. Lovecraft
The pinpoint flame of anger and grief becomes a hot needle, then a hot knife.It melts the frost that binds her lips.It melts the sea in her eyesss.(from uncorrected galley)
Katherine Catmull
