Top 14 Isaac Bickerstaff Quotes
#1. I can't make those two realities
what I've lost and what I've found
fit together in some tidy pattern of divine causality. I just have to hold them on the one hand and on the other, just like that.
Kate Braestrup
#2. Deep, special pain bestows deep, special grace - not that the grace alleviates the pain, of course.
Haruki Murakami
#3. What we should have done a long time ago was stand up - players, ownership, everybody - and said: 'We made a mistake.'
Jason Giambi
#4. Small paintings can be fantastic. But you can't often get a narrative out of a small painting. In any case, museums are huge places, and you want to take up some space.
Gary Hume
#5. However, although you might think this is the time of year to take some time off, you must never transgress one of the allotment rules: 'Thou shan't go on holiday in summer!
Mitchell Beazley
#7. And I had worked at the comic-book store almost by accident, because I was deciding to make a living as an artist, be it as an art tutor or illustrator, and that's how I wanted to make my living.
Brian Michael Bendis
#8. By skilfully training a hunting animal, by closely associating with it, by identifying with it, you might be allowed to experience all your vital, sincere desires, even your most bloodthirsty ones, in total innocence. You could be true to yourself.
Helen Macdonald
#9. Being an artist means, not reckoning and counting, but ripening like the tree which does not force its sap and stands confidence in the storms of spring without fear that after them may come no summer
Rainer Maria Rilke
#10. I don't settle in any other area of my life when it comes to excellence, so why should I lower my standards when it comes to boys?
Adriana Trigiani
#11. I think there's mind in nature. There's a power in nature, and there's a universal power that you'd better not ignore.
Linda Ronstadt
#12. She had to have faith not just in trying but in failing. Was she strong enough to fail Was she strong enough not to
Ann Brashares
#13. I laugh with him. I imagine mixing poison into his tea, then watching his face turn purple and anguished; I picture myself leaning over him, looking on patiently, with my chin resting in my hands, admiring his dying, writhing body as I count out the minutes.
Marie Lu
#14. Perhaps they were looking for passion; perhaps they delved into this book as into a mysterious parcel - a gift box at the bottom of which, hidden in layers of rustling tissue paper, lay something they'd always longed for but couldn't ever grasp.
Margaret Atwood
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