The thing about Nashville is, it's not just country music. . . There's rock & roll, there's every kind of music. It's just a music town. . . There's so much fun stuff to get in to.
In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.
So you are a vampire. " "I most certainly am not. " He looked annoyed. "That's such a common phrase, such a cliche, and so unflattering. I suppose you believe in werewolves and aliens too. I blame television.
Jump or stay in the boat.
Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N. Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence. " "I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake. " "That's not how you spell it. " At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. "There's no T in itchin'. " Or not.
There are more reasons for people's actions than the number of actions that are actually set in motion.
The things that are the most valuable are often the ones you don't even know exist. -- Xavier, The Gatekeeper
My heart burnt within me with indignation and grief; we could think of nothing else. All night long we had only snatches of sleep, waking up perpetually to the sense of a great shock and grief. Every one is feeling the same. I never knew so universal a feeling.
As Anna Freud remarked, the toddler who wanders off into some other aisle, feels lost, and screams anxiously for his mother neversays "I got lost," but accusingly says "You lost me!" It is a rare mother who agrees that she lost him! she expects her child to stay with her; in her experience it is the child who has lost track of the mother, while in the child's experience it is the mother who has lost track of him. Each view is entirely correct from the perspective of the individual who holds it.
It's very true that an artist who networks well will have better opportunities than one who doesn't network well. But great networking skills without great art won't change art history.
No matter how strong the storm, how hard the rain and how vicious the wind there is always a gap in the clouds for the light to shine through