
Top 24 Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky Quotes
#1. I'm a sponge when it comes to stories. I'd say everything influences me in some way, but for 'Red Queen' in particular, I was really affected by the 'A Song of Ice and Fire' series by George R. R. Martin.
Victoria Aveyard
#3. I have prevented my kids from watching MTV at home. It's not safe for kids.
Tom Freston
#4. As I was sifting through a heap of old and new "identity cards," I noticed that something was missing: my identity.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#6. Hiding my half existence behind the opaque walls of my skull, concealing it like a shameful disease, I did not consider the simple fact that the same thing could be occurring under other skullcaps, in other locked rooms.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#7. Oh no.' Straight raised his eyes to me, and a slight smile touched the corners of his lips. 'A philosophy of life is more terrible than syphilis and people - you have to give them credit - take every precaution not to become infected. Especially by a philosophy of life.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#10. You can't save dollar by dollar to become wealthy.
Ehab Atalla
#11. Laugh every day for five minutes, without any reason, then repeat it for 21 days straight and it will become your habit to do.
Catherine B. Roy
#16. I worked as a cryptologist, where I decoded puzzles, even thought I can't make the jagged pieces of my own life fit.
DiAnn Mills
#17. Wind is what happens when air falls in love with itself.
Barry Webster
#18. Everything we're singing about is true, and even when you take away all the glitz, it's still true in the darkest, ugliest and most hopeless places.
Steven Curtis Chapman
#20. Why frighten little children with the dark when one can quiet them with it and lead them into dreams?
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#21. Writers, in essence, are professional word tamers; if the words walking down the lines were living creatures, they would surely fear and hate the pen's nib as tamed animals do the raised whip.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#22. We all need grace in the face of each other.
LeCrae
#23. A dingily bilious sun was seeping through a tent of black clouds. Passersby, spitefully elbowing elbows, were rushing along the pavement. People thronging the doorways of shops tried to pummel their way through and stuck fast, their faces flushed with spite and fury, their teeth bared.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
#24. I looked up. From the pediment of an old brick church, a gigantic eye painted into a triangle was staring straight at me through the mist.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
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