“I have been told by persons of experience in matters of taste, that the fashions follow a law of gradation, and are never arbitrary. The new mode is always only a step onward in the same direction as the last mode; and a cultivated eye is prepared for and predicts the new fashion.” PersonsHas BeensMatterEyeLastsLawStepsFashionTastePreparedArbitrary Book:The Conduct of Life Source: The Conduct of Life
“It is so hard for musicians when they step into acting is they're not coming in as a blank slate, they're coming in with a real set idea of who they are, where they're coming from, what their politics are, what their tastes are.” IdeasRealHardActingStepsTasteMusicianBlankSlateBlank Slates Author:Shirley Manson
“I carried Rudy softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder at comforting. I watched the contents of his soul for a moment and saw a black-painted boy calling the name Jesse Owens as he ran through an imaginary tape. I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.” HeartLittlesDoeBookSoulMomentsLyingNextNamesBlackWaterStepsBoysSawsDoorsStreetsCryBrokenMy HeartCallingTasteBedKissingHarderNeighborHipsRanGloriousTapeImaginaryChasingComfortingIcyRudyNext Door Neighbors Author:Markus Zusak
“Standing Here My entire world far beneath my feet, I should be filled with pride. Instead, I feel overwhelmed by a sense of defeat. Suddenly it comes to me, toes tempted to test the ledge, that there is a way out of this. Clam surety flows through my veins, and as I turn to wave good-bye, I wonder if it will hurt or if a single person will cry at my funeral. I take a deep breath, a final taste of sweet mountain air. I conjure Leona, Emily. Move my feet closer. Closer There's Grandma One, Grandma Two, and their spouses, waiting for me. I see Dad. Cara. Mommy. I screw up my courage, step over” IfsWorldWayFeelsShouldPersonsTwoMovingTurnsWaitingHurtWonderStepsAirFeetCrySweetPrideDadTasteMountainStandingFlowTestsBreathsFilledFinalsDefeatWaveFuneralToesSpouseScrewsVeinsOverwhelmedTemptedGrandmaByeGood ByeSingle PersonDeep BreathEmilyScrew UpsTake A Deep BreathLedgesClamsMountain Air Author:Ellen Hopkins
“I have to know" "What? What do you have to know?" "What you taste like." Another step. What happens when you know?" she rasped. "I stop wondering. Stop dreaming of you every night, thinking of you every minute of every day." Another step closer. "I think you wonder, too. I think you dream of me and wonder. You hate yourself for it. You hate me for it, but you cannot stop.” ThinkingKnowsDreamHappensNightHateWonderStepsMinutesTasteEvery NightHate MeThinking Of YouStop DreamingYou Hate MeNight Thinking Author:Gena Showalter