Top 52 Quotes About Wooding
#1. Suddenly it was if she was merely a brain, being transported inside the skull of some hideous fleshy machine, a piece of living cargo in someone else's body.
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#2. Pinn just won a medal for intelligence,' Frey said, shaking his head as he clapped. 'I don't want to live on this planet any more.
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#3. We relate comics to the main super-heroes, but it's a great medium through which all sorts of stories are told.
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#4. But time has a way of stealthily deciding a person's mind without her conscious knowledge, and as she studied and procrastinated, Poison found one day that she had come to know her choice.
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#5. Steampunk has been hovering around for a long while, and it's never really caught on in a big way.
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#6. She was quite maniac when I met her. I scared her, maybe.
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#7. A strange irony, Crott reflected, that the most base and lowly of London folk were the most honour-bound of all, and that the value of honour diminished in direct proportion to the heights of society a man climbed to.
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#8. Mad she may be, or possessed; or maybe only scared out of her wits.
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#9. I have a great affection for comics, and I think that people underrate comics as a genre.
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#10. In my head, scenes are shot from certain angles; there are camera pans, all of that kind of stuff. Converting those visuals to comic format was mostly a matter of adapting them to the rhythm of paneling.
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#11. The two of them together in a place like Retribution Falls would result in alcoholic carnage, sure as bird shit on statues.
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#12. Trudging off into a swamp in the middle of the night had seemed like a god idea at the time but, like most of Frey's ideas, the reality fell short of the concept.
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#13. Everything you write makes you better. But if you really need a tip, here's one: a good story begins in opposition to its ending. That means you work out how it finishes first, and then begin the story as far away from that point - in terms of character development - as you can.
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#14. Then a person has only one tale?"
No, some have two or three separate ones or more," Fleet said. "Some people have many tales. Sometimes they are linked into one big tale, sometimes they are utterly distinct. Most people do not have one at all.
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#15. Not for the first time, he wished he commanded a highly trained bunch of soldiers instead of a ragtag mob of rejects in varying stages of alcoholism.
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#16. Ladies, gentlemen, we're out of here! Your boss is upstairs, and only mildly wounded. Go help him if you have the inclination. You'll also notice the house is on fire. Make of that what you like.
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#17. Once upon a time there was a young lady who lived in a marsh, and her name was Poison.
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#18. Was it possible that he liked the world the way it was?
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#19. Darkness, terrible cold darkness, the salty depths of the deepest oceans where no light warmed the rocks and the weight of the black water would crush a man like a grape.
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#20. On reflection,' Crake said to Frey, as they huddled behind an upturned table, 'this wasn't one of your better plans.
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#21. Things just seem so much better in theory than in practice.
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#22. They believe all connections are temporary, so to cling to them makes no sense. When someone is gone, they're gone. Live for now; the present is all there is. You can't know what will happen next, so why worry? Consequences are natural and.inevitable. just do what you feel you must.
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#23. I wanted to write an adventure in the old-fashioned way, something to which I could apply the adjective 'rollicking' and not feel embarrassed. But I've never liked my heroes to be too heroic, so they ended up being a bunch of criminals instead.
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#24. Cynicism was a one-way path, and once taken the way back was lost forever.
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#25. He let the smoke drift around the inside of his mouth, trying to relax, but nothing could so easily dispel the unquiet that he felt.
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#26. Mankind is not yet mature enough to take responsability for its mistakes.
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#27. There was a big horror boom in the '80s, and I liked its originality and what you could get away with.
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#28. I just wanted them to die," said Poison. "They didn't have to make such a drama about it.
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#29. Nothing's bigger than me!" Frey shouted back. "Me is all I've got.
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#30. They were happy, and free, and the endless sky awaited them. It was enough.
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#31. I do screen work, adult books, kids books and comic stuff, which gives me a pretty full plate. The problem is usually choosing which one I want to work on next.
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#32. They would erect great temples, and cities built of bone and sinew, and their foulness would spread like a cancer until finally, a hundred years from now, Mother Earth would be theirs.
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#34. pushed the little girl aside as he wedged his way to the water fountain. The kid turned around to find Mr. Jackson staring down at him. "I've
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#35. Ain't no deserving, or otherwise,' Silo said, his bass voice rolling out from deep in his chest. 'There's what is, and what ain't, and there's what you do about it. Regret's just a way to make you feel okay when you're not making amends. A man can waste a life with regrets.
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#36. How was is that life never worked out the way it did in his head?
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#38. You leave a rumor long enough, give it the right soil, and it'll grow into a fact ...
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#39. I'd love to see the Iron Jackal's face when he finds out I'm already dead," he said with half a grin. "Now that's irony." "No it ain't, Cap'n. It's just some shit that happened.
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#40. I hate SF books that think all you need to make a book is cool technology and mind-bending ideas without a decent plot or characters. And I hate when fantasy books are allowed to ramble off into five hundred page diatribes which don't advance the story one bit.
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#41. I want ... something other than what I know. She is so strange to me, you see? I think that her life must have been very different from mine (...) I want to know what that is like.
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#42. You alright?' Frey asked him. Crake gave him an accusing glare. 'I thought I'd given up all dignity long ago when I joined this crew,' he said. 'But this? This is a new low, Frey.'
'It's character-building,' said Frey.
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#43. Not bad for a bunch of reprobates with a galaxy of personality disorders.
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#44. This was London, and you either held on, or fell by the walkside like that fellow had.
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#45. If there was one thing worse than being cheated, it was being cheated by someone who referred to themselves in the third person.
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#46. Well, wherever you go, whatever you do, you're still you. You can change your surroundings, start a new life, but you'll always fall into the same old patterns, make the same kind of friends, commit the same mistakes. The thing you need to change is yourself.
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#47. I like writing comic pages, discovering the rhythm of the panels, learning how much you can and can't express. It's good to stretch myself as a writer instead of always doing prose work; I write screenplays for the same reason.
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#48. 'Malice' wasn't about horror to start with but an underground comic driven by the power of rumour. However, as nothing fuels a rumour like fear, I decided that it had to be a frightening comic.
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#49. At least on the Ketty Jay he was surrounded by people who asked no questions, people untrained in the aristocratic arts of vicious wit and backstabbing. He rather liked that about them, actually.
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#50. Some of us are born in the right place, and some of us have to go look for it.
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#51. I'm a graphic-novel guy. I can't handle the wait for monthly or bi-monthly comics; I need the story finished so I can buy the whole thing.
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#52. The torturer was wheeling around the room, shrieking, holding his impaled hand, which had a pen sticking out of it. The guard by the door was in paroxysms of laughter. Frey had crumpled the confession into a ball and was trying to get it into his mouth to eat it, but couldn't quote reach.
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