Lord Of Opium Quotes

#1. I try to fill the emptiness deep inside me with Cheetos, but I am still depressed. Only now my fingers are stained orange. I am blue. And I am orange.

Karen Salmansohn

#2. I believe in dreams more than I believe in God. Dreams get into you and leave, then come back with new fruit, but God is just a vast desert.

Hassan Blasim

#3. I want to be a freaking feminist and wear a freaking Peter Pan collar. So freaking what?

Zooey Deschanel

#4. I'm a working mom. I've been working since I was 14 years old.

Sarah Steelman

#5. War is the suicide of humanity because it kills the heart and kills love.

Pope Francis

#6. Laughter is much more important than applause. Applause is almost a duty. Laughter is a reward.

Carol Channing

#7. Remodeling is like pulling a loose thread on a cheap sweater - the job keeps unraveling.

Margo Kaufman

#8. If you wish to study men you must not neglect to mix with the society of children.

Jesse Torrey

#9. A communication highway without content is inconceivable.

Hubert Burda

#10. Even a glamorous bitch can be in need.

Tori Amos

#11. My recollection of the higher school certificate, which involved a practical exam in physics, was being confronted with an experiment involving a sort of barometer arrangement, wondering why I couldn't make it work.

Peter Higgs

#12. When I'm on stage, I feel very much at home - within a theater, within an ensemble - so this entire process is something I feel very attuned with.

Emilia Clarke

#13. He is invited to do great things who receives small things greatly.

Cassiodorus

#14. It is the bourgeoisie which has turned religion into an opium of the people by preaching a God, lord of the heavens only, while taking possession of the earth for itself.

Frei Betto

#15. I started writing 'The Lord of Opium' in 2008 and produced about 80 pages before disaster struck. Three eye operations nearly put an end to my career.

Nancy Farmer

#16. He was entrancing, with that epicene beauty which in extreme youth sings aloud for love and withers at the first cold wind.

Evelyn Waugh