Araku Quotes

#1. I cannot understand a society that is more afraid of a man in a dress than a man in a soldier's uniform.

Joan Nestle

#2. Purple? Boy, what kind of a homosexual are you, anyway? That's not purple, Mary, that color up there is mauve.

Tony Kushner

#3. The fruit falls off the tree. You don't shake it off before it's ready to fall.

Al Pacino

#4. I think I'm just trying to be myself and write songs that are honest. That's what I hear in artist's that I like.

Michael Gungor

#5. I would hardly say that I have a rich knowledge of anything in particular, but I do seem to be burdened with an unseemly appetite for intellectual and artistic erudition, which, for the sake of balance, I keep well harnessed to a reliable sense of the absurd.

Thomas Steinbeck

#6. I'll make a horrible housewife. It's not like I'm disgusting, but I'm pretty bad about having a drink or eating something and then leaving the plate and rushing to go.

Camilla Luddington

#7. Never find your delight in another's misfortune.

Publilius Syrus

#8. How close beneath the surface, even in the happiest family, is the chronic grievance! I sometimes think that tinderboxes are inert and powder kegs mere talcum compared to the explosive possibilities in the most commoplace domestic situation.

Margaret Halsey

#9. If all you have is faith, then you never actually know anything.

Todd Rundgren

#10. I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death ... I think ... peace and tranquillity will return again.

Anne Frank

#11. Surrender your whole being to a note, and gravity disappears ... wi th one chord

Carlos Santana

#12. If we try to measure Now, we find it's always gone, has become part of the past.

Aidan Chambers

#13. Something was fighting back, telling my gut to take a hike. Something wanted Jude Ryder in my life, no matter the consequences or the outcome.
And whatever that something was, I liked it.

Nicole Williams

#14. Is there a parson much bemused in beer, a maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, a clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, who pens a stanza when he should engross?

Alexander Pope