Kills Quotes
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Hatred ever kills, love never dies. Such is the vast difference between the two. What is obtained by love is retained for all time. What is obtained by hatred proves a burden in reality for it increases hatred." - by Mohandas K. Gandhi -
Mahatma Gandhi
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Curiosity kills itself; and love is only curiosity, as is proved by its end.
Lord Byron
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The response man has the greatest difficulty in tolerating is pity, especially when he warrants it. Hatred is a tonic, it makes one live, it inspires vengeance, but pity kills, it makes our weakness weaker.
Honore de Balzac
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Sometimes you just get in there and force yourself to work, and maybe something good will come out, ya know? Deadlines and things make you creative. Opportunity and telling yourself you have all the time in the world, all the money in the world, all the colors in the palette, anything you want-that just kills creativity.
Jack White
The White Stripes
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It kills your writing if you try to manipulate it with crude politics.
Louise Erdrich
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Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith. For without fear of the devil there is no need for God.
Sean Connery
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It's stasis that kills you off in the end, not ambition.
Bono
U2
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Enough of Art. It's Art that kills us. People no longer want to do painting: they make art.
Pablo Picasso
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The bottom line is that heat kills more people than any other natural disaster, and yet heat waves go unnamed.
M. William Phelps
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The thing that kills people isn't so much the wind, ... It's the storm surge. I'm worried that on that peninsula that sticks out into the ocean, there's going to be grave loss of life. There are a lot of stubborn Cajuns down there who will say, We've never evacuated before,' and they're going to be on their rooftops. I'm really worried about Gulfport and Biloxi, (Miss.), too.'
Cindy Walker
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He who, seeking his own happiness, punishes or kills beings who also long for happiness, will not find happiness after his death.
Gautama Buddha
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But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.
Sigmund Freud
