Trish Bash

“I’m awesome at everything but my own life.”
― Mimi Strong, Stardust

“Does your sex toy really need a name?” “What would you suggest?” I got to my feet and dried my eyes. “How about a title? Like… The Assassin. Because he gets in and does the job.” She swatted my butt playfully. “Damn, girl. They should hire you to do their marketing.” “I’m awesome at everything but my own life.”
― Mimi Strong, Stardust

“We all deserve to die. Death is our birthright. But God will take us in His own good time.”
― David Wisehart, Devil's Lair

“But I don’t understand. Why do you want me to think that this is great architecture? He pointed to the picture of the Parthenon.
That, said the Dean, is the Parthenon.
- So it is.
- I haven’t the time to waste on silly questions.
- All right, then. - Roark got up, he took a long ruler from the desk, he walked to the picture. - Shall I tell you what’s rotten about it?
- It’s the Parthenon! - said the Dean.
- Yes, God damn it, the Parthenon!
The ruler struck the glass over the picture.
- Look,- said Roark. - The famous flutings on the famous columns – what are they there for? To hide the joints in wood – when columns were made of wood, only these aren’t, they’re marble. The triglyphs, what are they? Wood. Wooden beams, the way they had to be laid when people began to build wooden shacks. Your Greeks took marble and they made copies of their wooden structures out of it, because others had done it that way. Then your masters of the Renaissance came along and made copies in plaster of copies in marble of copies in wood. Now here we are, making copies in steel and concrete of copies in plaster of copies in marble of copies in wood. Why?”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead