Quotes for All
When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me hard, as if clinging could save us. I think you think I will never die, I think I exude to you the permanence of smoke or stars, even as my broken arms heal themselves … Read more
My wife and I love to read. Were going to have to move out to make room for the books! And we have our dogs. Gale Gordon
I had to share a room with my sister, who is five and a half years older than I am. We didn’t get along well, and I felt that I had no privacy. So books were my privacy, because no one could join me in a book, no one could comment on the action or … Read more
Hush Hattie! I said, intoxicated with my success. I don’t want to go to my room. Everyone must know I shan’t marry the prince. I ran to the door to our street, opened it, and called out into the night, I shan’t marry the prince. I turned back into the hall and ran to Char … Read more
No music. No rituals. At home I write in my office or on the laptop in the kitchen where our puppy likes to sleep, and I love his company. But I’ve trained myself to be able to work anywhere, and I write on trains, planes, in automobiles (if I’m not the driver), airports, hotel rooms. … Read more
Lord Maccon believed that if his trousers were on his legs, and something else was on his torso, he was dressed. The less done after that, the better. His wife had been startled to find that in the summertime, he actually went around their room barefoot! Once — and only once, mind you — he … Read more
Professor Braithwope, shimmering out of his room fully clothed and dapper. His mustache was a fluffy caterpillar of curiosity, perched and ready to inquire, dragging the vampire along behind it on the investigation. Gail Carriger
When you go on a stage – or even in a café or a room – and you play it’s all happening right then and there: the exchange, the art, the communication. Performance is in the moment. Gail Ann Dorsey
Alice?” She spun toward the door, her skirts whirling softly. “Yes?” she forced out. “Do you know what I am holding in my hand?” “No.” “Care to guess?” “A pitchfork?” she asked in a stilted attempt at levity, hoping to invoke his earlier, playful mood. “No, my dear,” he answered drily. “A key to your … Read more
The collective experience of watching a great film together in a room is a transcendent moment that will never die. Gael Garcia Bernal