Cal Backstory Quotes

There was silver on it, blood dark from the passing hours. and her bathwater was black with it. ~ Victoria Aveyard

The high-minded definition of politics is: 'the art or science of government; the art or science concerned with guiding or influencing governmental policy.' It is only when you keep reading in Webster's Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary that you get closer to the truth: 'political activities characterized by artful and often dishonest practices'. ~ Cal Thomas

The sparks faded, but Cal didn't take his hand off mine. ~ Rachel Hawkins

As pressure grows to ease the financial burden on social security, pressure will also grow to eliminate the elderly and infirm to 'free up' more money for the 'fit' and those who contribute more than they take from society. ~ Cal Thomas

The call that always seemed the toughest to me was the slide and tag play at second. You can see it coming, but you don't know which way the runner is going to slide, where the throw is going to be, and how the fielder is going to take the throw. ~ Cal Hubbard

Being with Jody and Mark and Cal was beginning to weigh on my nerves, like a dull wooden block on the strings of a piano. I was afraid that at any moment my control would snap, and I would start babbling about how I couldn't read and couldn't write and how I must be just about the only person who had stayed awake for a solid month without dropping dead of exhaustion. ~ Sylvia Plath

I noted about Cate Blanchett was her very positive lack of concern for how she turns out in [Cinderella]. She is happy to be a villainess and very pleased to be encouraged as I did with her to reveal this backstory and feel as though this was very human, that this broken heart of hers, if you might regard it that way, would be visible, but she never played for sympathy and I really admired that about her, so she's just there, she just is and uncompromisingly. ~ Kenneth Branagh

Islam is a religion in which God requires you to send your son to die for him. Christianity is a faith in which God sends his son to die for you. ~ Cal Thomas

But prosperity without a soul is like a corpse whose heart has stopped beating. There is no life, only consumption. ~ Cal Thomas

If you can't learn, you can't thrive. ~ Cal Newport

People, like water, will run downhill, seeking their lowest level unless something interdicts them. ~ Cal Thomas

Cut like crazy. Less is more. I've often read manuscripts - including my own - where I've got to the beginning of, say, chapter two and have thought: "This is where the novel should actually start." A huge amount of information about character and backstory can be conveyed through small detail. The emotional attachment you feel to a scene or a chapter will fade as you move on to other stories. Be business-like about it. ~ Sarah Waters

I knew."
"What?"
"I knew what you were then, Sophie. Your dad told me before the betrothal. And you told me about your grandmother, and what happened to your grandfather."
I shook my head. "Then, why?"
Cal took his time before answering. ~ Rachel Hawkins

Government has a legitimate function, but the private sector has one too, and it is superior. In other words, people are better than institutions. ~ Cal Thomas

It fires .50 cal at twice the speed of sound. It will hit him before he ever hears the shot." My mother crossed her arms. "I'd like to see him bounce that off his chest. ~ Ilona Andrews

Up until that point, I'd thought that whatever existed between Cal and me was separate and distinct from the rest of the world. It hadn't occurred to me that a stranger could sense and recognize something so private. ~ Amber Dermont

As I moved past him and into the house, I resolved to talk to Cal like a mature grown-up person. Eventually. For now, I gave him a little wave and ran away to my room. ~ Rachel Hawkins

And then, from behind me: "I thought about you. Every day."
I froze, my hand still holding the canvas flap.
Cal's voice was slightly hoarse as he continued. "Three weeks is a long time to wonder where someone is. All that time, I thought maybe I'd done the wrong thing, telling you to find the Brannicks.
I turned around then. I wanted to make a joke, or say something sarcastic, anything that would cut the tension enveloping us. Instead, I said, "I thought about you, too. ~ Rachel Hawkins

Cal had told her all girls had it, it was natural as breathing,, it was a sign they were growing up, and they had it until they were in their fifties. At the time, Jean Louise was so overcome with despair at the prospect of being too old to enjoy anything when it would finally be over, she refrained from pursuing the subject. ~ Harper Lee

Cal's face swam into view. I couldn't hear him over the ringing in my ears. I'm pretty sure he mouthed for me to lie still, which seemed easy enough.
He held my hand, and while the pain didn't go away, a woozy sense of calm spread over me. So I was pretty dispassionate as I rolled my head to the side and watched Cal pull a six-inch shared of demonglass out of my shoulder. As soon as it was out, the burning faded, but I knew I'd have yet another another scar. "That present sucked," I muttered. ~ Rachel Hawkins

The guys that write Once Upon a Time were major writers on Lost, and we had lunch when I started on OUAT and the first thing I said to them was, "I spent five years on Lost, you have to tell me, was my character good or bad?" They looked at me and said, "We have no idea." That's why you have to make your own backstory. I decided Widmore was the evilest of the evil, but in the end, not even the writers knew. ~ Alan Dale

I groaned at having to admit social responsibility, which was only for Niko's sake or I would've dropped that asshole straight into the pit and had a brewski to celebrate the occasion. ~ Cal Leandros

So, destroy? Cal asked. Clearly, the conversation was giving his two brain cells a serious workout. ~ Rick Riordan

Several months ago there was a somewhat, in some people's eyes, relatively normal Cal
or by and large normal
the best he was able to be as half Auphe. Occasionally he did lose his shit, attacked and ate deer while on road trips through the woods, created massive holes in between dimensions to shove through malevolently murderous pucks, and once in a while ripped out an Auphe's throat with his teeth. He also opened a gate or two to save his friends, blew up an antihealer from the inside out to save the world, cleaned his guns while watching porn, and generally was a smart-ass to everyone.
Normal. ~ Rob Thurman

Cal cares about you. And he's a really good guy. And even though I want to hate him for being betrothed to you…" He gave a helpless shrug. "I can't. Which must mean he's extra-special dreamy."
"Stop it," I said, jerking our joined hands. "Cal's my friend. That's it. You're the guy I-"
Love, I wanted to say. But the word froze on my tongue, and I ended up just saying, "Want. Chose. Whatever."
He held my gaze, and his dark eyes were as serious as I'd ever seen them. "Maybe I shouldn't be."
Shocked, I leaned away from him. "What does that mean?"
"It's just…If you were with him, you'd be happier. Better off."
Okay, now I was getting angry. "That's really not for you to decide. And if you feel that way, maybe you should just go ahead and give me the 'It's Not You, It's Me' speech right now."
To my surprise, Archer smiled. "That's the thing, though," he said. "I can't. I could stand it if you left me, but I don't think there's any way I could leave you."
I blinked at him. "You are so screwed up."
"That's what I've been trying to tell you."
Wrapping my hand around the back of his neck, I pulled his face to mine. "I happen to like screwed up," I whispered, our lips nearly touching. "So don't ever say crap like that again, okay?"
I could tell there was more he wanted to say. Instead he just sighed. "Okay."
"Well, this is a lovely moment."
I whipped my head around. Lara stood just inside the room, smiling beautifically at ~ Rachel Hawkins

I went to a school in N.Y. that is conceptual and interdisciplinary and modeled after Cal Arts. It is not just painting or sculpture; it was everything mixed together. ~ Thomas McDonell

About Cal she couldn't decide. He disturbed her sometimes with anger, sometimes with pain, and
sometimes with curiosity. He seemed to be in a perpetual contest with her. She didn't know whether
he liked her or not, and so she didn't like him. She was relieved when, calling at the Trask house, Cal
was not there, to look secretly at her, judge, appraise, consider, and look away when she caught him at
it. ~ John Steinbeck

Get your hands off me," she commanded faintly, grimacing. "People don't order Billy Bonnet around," he snapped at her. "What's you name?" he demanded forcefully. "You arrogant brute! Leave me alone. Can't you see I'm hurt and sick?" she panted breathlessly. "Don't pain me none," Billy retorted as if utterly insensitive. "Please, Mister Bonnet," Cal entreated softly. "Please, what?" Billy taunted, his mood becoming larkish. "Please take your filthy hands off my wife before I put a slug in your miserable hide," Lynx warned icily from behind him.

-Calinda, Billy, & Lynx ~ Janelle Taylor

The long flight from Georgia to England had been pretty uneventful. Exceept that Cal had sat next to me.
Which was fine. Really.
It wasn't like I'd been hyperaware of his presence and jumped the three times his knee bumped mine. And adter that third time, he definitely hadn't shot me a kind of disgusted look and said, "Chill out, will you?"
And when Jenna gave us both a quizzical look, we hadn't snapped, in unison, "Nothing!" Because all of that would have been weird, and Cal and I weren't weird. We were cool. ~ Rachel Hawkins

Now what?" he finally asked.

Téa came to stand in the doorway of her office. "Now
what, what? Hey, is that you, Cal?"
"Affirmative."

Affirmative? Was that the cutest or what? ~ Christie Ridgway

Sometimes people need a kick in the pants to get them to do what they would be doing if government weren't there as a perpetual parent. ~ Cal Thomas

I always thought being a gamer and someone who had a sense of responsibility to the game and to my teammates was the honorable thing. ~ Cal Ripken, Jr.

sometimes I just want to sit in the same place forever because I don't have the energy for another day without Cal in it. ~ Cath Crowley

I've never shot like that in my life. That's unholy. Uncle Cal claimed credit for teaching her to shoot, but while Margo had felt his guidance, she had felt just as strongly the guidance of the gun itself. It held her steady, and then sadness perfected her aim. ~ Bonnie Jo Campbell

and can you blame them? I mean, look at me," Cal said, one hand sweeping to take in his frame. ~ Jonathan P. Brazee

I want to show you something," I say.
What?" He dabs at his lips with the napkin, and for a moment I'm wishing so hard that I am that napkin that I can almost feel myself changing, becoming thin and papery and white. "Cal?" I sit back and feel myself blushing, feel it from the tips of my toes all the way to the heat at the backs of my ears. ~ Brad Barkley

Two Core Abilities for Thriving in the New Economy 1. The ability to quickly master hard things. 2. The ability to produce at an elite level, in terms of both quality and speed. ~ Cal Newport

(As Nietzsche said: "It is only ideas gained from walking that have any worth.") ~ Cal Newport

America's most dangerous diseases have developed an immunity to politics. We suffer not from a failure of political organization or power, but a failure of love. ~ Cal Thomas

[In] NIVO 1, LLC v. Antunez, 217 Cal.App.4th Supp. 1 (2013) The Appellate Division of the Los Angeles Superior Court held that a tenant may not be evicted for failure to buy renter's insurance even if the lease requires purchasing insurance. ~ Madeline Howard

You wanna do a lot of backstory for your character - as an actor, you wanna research that. But on the show, it's fun to remain in that naive place as you go along, and be able to continue to discover things about your character as the writers come up with them. ~ Alison Brie

When Mother and I learned that Father was dying, Father asked me to sing for him," she said. "Mother insisted that I only sing songs from their youthful days together. She wanted me to take her mind off Father's pain, But when she stepped away, Father asked me to sing songs about pain. About loss. About the world without him. When I played those songs, he would cry. It was the only way he could cry. And now it's the only way I know to cry."

"We need you to lead us in crying, Lesyl, or we'll drown in unshed tears." [King Cal-Raven replied] ~ Jeffrey Overstreet

The door creaked and I lifted my eyes to see Gee stick
her head back inside. "It's cal ed Valentine's Day, you moron," she announced. "If you're going to date a human, Dankmar, you need to remember their holidays." Gee gave me an exasperated look before closing the door once more. ~ Abbi Glines

So," Cal said, drawing out the word, "that was Margo. Your roommate. The one you're not attracted to. The one you don't think about 'that way.'"
Jake snorted. "He thinks about her 'that way' and a thousand other ways, too, I'll bet."
"At least a thousand," Cal agreed. "In the car. On a bar. Against a door. On the floor. In the shower. In a tower." He paused. "I'm channeling Dr. Seuss."
Jake snickered. "On a bed. In a shed. In a tent. Under a vent. On a slope. With some rope." "Rope is too rough. It chafes delicate skin," Cal noted. "I prefer to use one of my ties."

Zeke crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you done yet?"
"Why are you still here? Don't you have anything better to do?" Cal asked.
"Yes, you do. Her name is Margo. ~ Jenna Sutton

I see myself as extremely lucky. ~ Cal Ripken, Jr.

You´re not complication.
You´re the only air I can stand to breathe. ~ Amy McNamara

As the author Tim Ferriss once wrote: "Develop the habit of letting small bad things happen. If you don't, you'll never find time for the life-changing big things. ~ Cal Newport

I cringe at backstory. Because it never quite explains or gets into some psychological thing that is never quite right and never quite the truth and who knows why someone is some way. ~ Steve Martin

By far, the best moment of my big league career was when I caught the last out at the World Series. ~ Cal Ripken, Jr.

Cal says that humans are made from the nuclear ash of dead stars. He says that when I die, I'll return to dust, glitter,rain. If thats true, I want to be buried right here under this tree. Its roots will reach into the soft mess of my body and suck me dry. I'll be re-formed as apple blossom. I'll drift down in the spring like confetti and cling to my family's shoes. They'll carry me in their pockets to help them sleep. What dreams will they have then? ~ Jenny Downham