The purpose of art is to give the traveling human race an improved map that shows the way to itself. If art isn't for *that*, what is it for?
It is difficult to put words to the smell of decomposing human. It is dense and cloying, sweet but not flower-sweet. Halfway between rotting fruit and rotting meat.
I believe that the ability to laugh at oneself is fundamental to the resiliency of the human spirit.
Cheap jewelry, however, is worse than no jewelry at all, and there are very few things in life than are worse than no jewelry at all.
My gaze lands on the digital clock on my nightstand as it flicks to 12:01 AM. Hours spent in Orane’s world, and one minute has passed in mine.
But dying is for the sweetest ones. And he remembers sweetness, when life was sweet, and sweetly he was given that other lifetime.
You must remember, my dear lady, the most important rule of any successful illusion: First, the people must want to believe in it.
There is a time in every life when paths are chosen, character is forged. I could have chosen a different path. But I didn’t. I failed myself.
The only way to rise above is to rise above. The only way to respond to wrong is with right. The only way to deal with injustice is to be just.
Sweet dreams, baby,” he whispered into my hair, his arm giving me a squeeze. “See you on the other side.” “You too, Captain,” I whispered...' Lauren and Tate, in Sweet Dreams
I'm really into Sweet 75 right now, and I dig playing Nirvana, don't get me wrong. Even if Kurt never died, more than likely I'd be in Sweet 75 today still.
I'm playing a powerhouse singer who is big competition, but she's also really down to earth and sweet. But the whole sweet thing goes away when she's in competition mode. I love the show, so I'm very excited to be a part of it. I'm going to kill it o...
There's no such things as sweet as dream Well maybe if you live on it But you could live such a sweet life If you'd just realized how alive your dreams beat
Nobody: Every night and every morn, some to misery are born. Every morn and every night, some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to sweet delight; some are born to endless night.
Mitchell Stephens: Well, enough rage and helplessness and your love turns to something else. Alison: What... does it turn to? Mitchell Stephens: It turns to steaming piss.
I think the associations people have with kindness are often things like meekness and sweetness and maybe sickly sweetness; whereas I do think of kindness as a force, as a power.
I was like the good girl, bad girl, there were no grey areas for me.
Only good girls keep diaries. Bad girls don't have time.
Don't be too sweet lest you be eaten up; don't be too bitter lest you be spewed out.
I like to go shopping, to the movies, all the girl stuff. Just a normal girl.
It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time.
