Top 17 Wolf's Rain Quotes
#1. I've always said the theatre is my church. It's where I feel God the most. It's where I know there's a God.
Ruthie Henshall
#2. I met my wife in Oxford, fell in love with her, and followed her to New York. I was an illegal there for the first few years, until we got married, so I ended up doing lots of interesting jobs, some for a few days, some for a few months.
Adrian McKinty
#4. I have a couple of 'doing caps' in my wallet. That's what I call condoms.
Aziz Ansari
#7. If a musician wants to be an actor, everyone thinks that's pretty cool. But if an actor wants to play a song, even if they've been doing it for 40 years, that's bad news.
John Hawkes
#8. It was in India that I started my acting career, courtesy of my parents, long before I set foot on stage in England. They headed a company of travelling players performing Shakespeare up and down the land.
Felicity Kendal
#9. A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.
Jules Renard
#10. On the other hand, ethnic psychology must always come to the assistance of individual psychology, when the developmental forms of the complex mental processes are in question.
Wilhelm Wundt
#11. The heart of the Christian faith is Good News, not good advice, good technique, or good behavior.
Tullian Tchividjian
#12. If you stay in it for any length of time, like anyplace else, a cafe becomes a world.
Marisa De Los Santos
#13. You don't have to have more in order to be happy.
Wayne Dyer
#14. Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead.
I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.
It was almost like he was there.
Maggie Stiefvater
#15. I very often think about doing things that I would want other artists to do. Like, if I'm a fan of whoever, I want to be treated a certain way. So I realized it came off almost elitist to ignore the whole world of Twitter and Facebook.
Patrick Stump
#16. I dreamt a wolf howling in the rain but no one heard his grief.
George R R Martin
#17. I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.
Maggie Stiefvater
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