Rick Bernstrom > Rick's Quotes

“After a week he was moved to a different wing and into a shared six-by-eight with a grizzled old con called Alf. He had faded tattoos that stained most of the visible skin on his hands, arms and neck a dull blue, sharp eyes and a thick beard that made his mouth look like an axe wound on a bear.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

“It's only in my head, the madness. And there's no way of knowing if all this is going on in everyone else's head too without exposing myself, and I'd rather be insane and on the loose than locked up in a hospital.”
― Sara Pascoe, Weirdo

“They can make all the plans they want but it doesn't mean I have to cooperate with them”
― Edward Williams, Framed & Hunted: A True Story of Occult Persecution

“The artist’s rendition displayed evidence of a warped mind. Malevolence flaunted in the form of a portrait painted with blood.”
― Steve Rush, Lethal Impulse

“My meditation footsteps are guided daily by divine love inside feeling Her.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

“Truthfully, Professor Hawking? Why would we allow tourists from the future muck up the past when your contemporaries had the task well in Hand?"
Brigadier General Patrick E Buckwalder 2241C.E.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Paradox Effect: Time Travel and Purified DNA Merge to Halt the Collapse of Human Existence

“We truly are ripples on the lake. However, unlike the water’s ripples, the ripples of life don’t end in death. They carry on in everyone we touch, even if we can’t see it. They echo for eternity, and, in that way, we truly are immortal.”
― Ammar Habib, The Orphans of Kashmir

“SEASONS PASSED, FALL AND WINTER and spring and summer. Leaves blew in through the open door of Lucius Clarke’s shop, and rain, and the green outrageous hopeful light of spring. People came and went, grandmothers and doll collectors and little girls with their mothers. Edward Tulane waited. The seasons turned into years. Edward Tulane waited. He repeated the old doll’s words over and over until they wore a smooth groove of hope in his brain: Someone will come; someone will come for you.”
― Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

“Did you ever notice that all machines are made for some reason?" he asked Isabelle. "They are built to make you laugh, like the mouse here, or to tell the time, like clocks, or to fill you with wonder like the automaton. Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was made to do." Isabelle picked up the mouse, wound it again, and set it down. "Maybe it's the same with people," Hugo continued. "If you lose your purpose...it's like you're broken.”
― Brian Selznick, The Invention of Hugo Cabret

“Go on, get out! Last words are for fools who haven't said enough!”
― Karl Marx

“Although champagne was served, the mood was curiously subdued. After this reunion, they would probably never meet together as a class again—at least not in such numbers. They would spend the next decades reading obituaries of the men who had started out in 1954 as rivals and today were leaving Harvard as brothers. This was the beginning of the end. They had met once more and just had time enough to learn that they liked one another. And to say goodbye.”
― Erich Segal, The Class

“Art always serves beauty, and beauty is the joy of possessing form, and form is the key to organic life since no living thing can exist without it.”
― Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago