Kyllikki Virolainen Quotes

#1. Hugo, child, have I ever said that I loved you? Do you know that your fists are clenched? You aren't going to strike me-' She had smiled. Then he had burst into tears. He had never mentioned love either, but it had not occurred to him that it might not be identical with what they had enjoyed.

Glenway Wescott

#2. Artists invent things as a way of telling the truth.

Yann Martel

#3. This happens to be that the power of laughter and love would beat out the power of fear every time. You know, I hate to sound corny about it but it's true, and I think that's what this movie is about.

John Goodman

#4. There is no higher calling or greater privilege known to man than being involved in helping fulfill the Great Commission.

Bill Bright

#5. The more ignoble I find life, the more strongly I react by contradiction, in humour and in an outburst of liberty and expansion.

Joan Miro

#6. Mozart didn't need a scheme for his music. He played and sang with the heavenly lightness of a child.

Joseph Goebbels

#7. The magnificent title of the Functional School of Anthropology has been bestowed on myself, in a way on myself, and to a large extent out of my own sense of irresponsibility.

Bronislaw Malinowski

#8. When someone so young and lovely vanishes they leave a cutout in the atmosphere; they don't fade. They leave a place for the sun rays to cut through and burn us, melt all the important ice to floods.

Francesca Lia Block

#9. Smokey Robinson writes the heartfelt songs, whereas it was my job to write the songs about weakness and failure in love.

Elvis Costello

#10. You almost exploded. Which, thank goodness, you didn't. You'd never have come out of Garrett's carpet.

Darynda Jones

#11. The features of character are carved out of adversity.

Rick Barnett

#12. I give her back an honest-to-goodness smile, the old Ben Parish smile, the one that got me practically everything I wanted. Well, not practically; I'm being modest.

Rick Yancey

#13. They're beautiful. You're beautiful.

Richelle Mead

#14. All men needed the bridle of religion, which, properly speaking, was the dread of a Hereafter.

George Eliot