I've noticed a lot of younger artists have less fear of doing different sorts of things, whether it's various types of music, or gallery artists moving between video and sculpture and drawing.

What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing.

Gregory Maguire

Better than hide-and-seek, I like the game called Sardines. In Sardines the person who is IT goes and hides, and everybody goes looking for him. When you find him, you get in with him and hide there with him. Pretty soon everybody is hiding together, all stacked in a small space like puppies in a pile. And pretty soon somebody giggles and somebody laughs and everybody gets found.Medieval theologians even described God, in hide-and-seek terms, calling him Deus Absconditus. But me, I think old God is a Sardine player. And will be found the same way everybody gets found in Sardines - by the sound of laughter of those heaped together at the end.

Robert Fulghum, All I Needed To

Wild Bill was anything but a quarrelsome man yet I have personal knowledge of at least half a dozen men whom he had at various times killed.

Buffalo Bill

And most people have a woman in their heart, most men have a woman in their heart and most women have a man in their heart.

Leonard Cohen

Birth after birth the line unchanging runs,And fathers live transmitted in their sons;Each passing year beholds the unvarying kinds,The same their manners, and the same their minds:Till, as erelong successive buds decay,And insect-shoals successive pass away,Increasing wants the pregnant parent vexWith the fond wish to form a softer sex. ..

Erasmus Darwin

I wanted to clear all the lies and let the truth come out. I have hate crawling through my system.

Aileen Wuornos

Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right, by these we reach divinity.

John Donne

Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing intellectualization of the relationship between readers and literature.

Herman Hesse

My life has been one long descent into respectability.

Mandy RiceDavies

I love collaborating.

Fred Durst

Nature abhors a vacuum. When a head lacks brains, nature fills it with conceit.

Source Unknown

It's been a rough day. I got up this morning . . . put on a shirt and a button fell off. I picked up by briefcase and the handle came off. Now I'm afraid to go to the bathroom.

Rodney Dangerfield