Raymond Feist Quotes

One of the finest minds I've ever known...even if he was a priest. ~ Kulgan The Magician

The average detective story is probably no worse than the average novel, but you never see the average novel. It doesn't get published. The average
or only slightly above average
detective story does ... Whereas the good novel is not at all the same kind of book as the bad novel. It is about entirely different things. But the good detective story and the bad detective story are about exactly the same things, and they are about them in very much the same way. ~ Raymond Chandler

I'm not afraid of death at all. ~ Raymond Moody

It is not a fragrant world. ~ Raymond Chandler

I lit a cigarette and dragged a smoking stand beside the chair. The minutes went by on tiptoe, with their fingers to their lips. I looked the place over. You can't tell anything about an outfit like that. They might be making millions, and they might have the sheriff in the back room, with his chair tilted against the safe. ~ Raymond Chandler

So, I'm on 'Sesame Street,' walking around with all these monsters, Elmo and his buddies, a whole bunch of chickens, a whole bunch of penguins and a number four dancing about. It was just pure joy, simple, ridiculous fun, stupid joy. There's no irony. 'Sesame Street' is just a crazy great place to be. ~ Feist

Cardinal Raymond Burke is a 66-year-old guy who lives in Rome, dresses like Queen Elizabeth, and talks like someone who majored in misogyny at some bogus, backwoods, Bible-banging tent school. ~ Mike Barnicle

The human mind was a devious organ, however, and it chiseled in stone that which would be best left unrecalled. ~ Raymond L. Atkins

I can't believe how blessed I am! I'm married to the most wonderful man, Gene Raymond, whom I'm deeply in love with, and, my career is right where I want it to be. I can live like this forever! ~ Jeanette MacDonald

We thought we were together, climbing the same mountain,

But you were only climbing yours,
I was only climbing mine

I stepped on your hands to get higher,
you clawed at my back to get higher

And though you fell, I got higher,
You fell... I got higher

I wish it was me that fell instead of you
I wish my wishes weren't lies and could be true,

you were sacrificed, I got higher.

In this twisted world down is up and wrong is right,

as I climb higher,
Down towards hell, I'm ever deeper,

I'm losing my sight, my will to fight

I'm glad you fell,
in the fall you've gone higher.
You've gone higher ~ Raymond D. Longoria Jr.

The freedoms that people have that flow from all civic institutions fundamentally come from the success of a market system. ~ Lee R. Raymond

The Odyssey is the story of Americans up to the point where they are well-established, and even so it is detached from the historical side. ~ Raymond Queneau

The boys with their feet on the desks know that the easiest murder case in the world to break is the one somebody tried to get very cute with; the one that really bothers them is the murder somebody only thought of two minutes before he pulled it off. ~ Raymond Chandler

You're not human tonight, Marlowe. ~ Raymond Chandler

I wish I could be like everybody else in this neighborhood--your basic, normal, unaccomplished person-and go up to my bedroom, and lie down, and sleep. It's going to be a big day today, and I'd like to be ready for it. I wish I could sleep and wake up and find everything in my life different. Not necessarily just the big things,.... but things clearly within my power. ~ Raymond Carver

I wouldn't want to be defined so much by comics or cartoons. My work is more narrative than that. If you take your basic cartoon, there's always a punchline or a joke at the end. My drawings don't depend on that so much. ~ Raymond Pettibon

If ever there was a dwelling worthy of the Creator, it would be... in a truly Thankful heart. ~ Raymond D. Longoria Jr.

If you're interested in expanding your network, you can't go wrong with Twitter. You don't need to be a celebrity to have fun and grow your network with Twitter. ~ Raymond Arroyo

Covenant community, the hand of God will write ~ Raymond C. Ortlund Jr.

I spent some time in France, visited Egypt and Mexico City. I hung out, biked around, planted some tomatoes. I did everything except wake up in a new town everyday. It was really boring. It's just life. ~ Feist

In writing if it takes over 30 minutes to write the first two paragraphs select another subject. ~ Raymond Aron

It's like raking leaves in the wind. ~ Charlie Raymond

The inner thought coming from the heart represents the real motives and desires. These are the cause of action. ~ Raymond Holliwell

I was carrying the sun within myself and could do nothing to impede the tremendous light I was radiating. ~ Raymond Roussel

Woke up this morning with
a terrific urge to lie in bed all day
and read. Fought against it for a minute.
Then looked out the window at the rain.
And gave over. Put myself entirely
in the keep of this rainy morning.
Would I live my life over again?
Make the same unforgivable mistakes?
Yes, given half a chance. Yes. ~ Raymond Carver

This was more like it, a narrowed cluttered little shop stacked with books from floor to ceiling and four or five browsers taking their time- putting thumb marks on the new jackets. Nobody paid any attention to them. ~ Raymond Chandler

What's that sound?" Fran said.
Then something as big as a vulture flapped heavily down from one of the trees and landed just in front of the car.It shook itself.It turned its long neck toward the car, raised its head, and regarded us.

"Goddamn it," I said.I sat there with my hands on the wheel and stared at the thing.
"Can you believe it?" Fran said."I never saw a real one before."

We both knew it was a peacock, sure,but we didn't say the word out loud.We just watched it.The bird turned its head up in the air and made this harsh cry again.It had fluffed itself out and looked about twice the size it'd been when it landed.

"Goddamn," I said again. We stayed where we were in the front seat.
The bird moved forward a little.Then it turned its head to the side and braced itself.It kept its bright, wild eye right on us.Its tail was raised, and it was like a big fan folding in and out.
There was every color in the rainbow shining from that tail.

"My God," Fran said quietly.She moved her hand over to my knee.
"Goddamn," I said. There was nothing else to say.

The bird made this strange wailing sound once more. "May- awe, may-awe!" it went.If it'd been something I was hearing late at night and for the first time, I'd have thought it was somebody dying, or else something wild and dangerous. ~ Raymond Carver

Programmer time is expensive; conserve it in preference to machine time ~ Eric S. Raymond

But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window
maybe rearrange all the furniture. ~ Raymond Carver

His clothes looked as if they had cost a great deal of money and had been slept in. (Guns at Cyrano's) ~ Raymond Chandler

Any wrong decision you have ever made will become unimportant when your attention has shifted from it to a creative reason for living right here and now. ~ Raymond Charles Barker

Anyone living, especially your peers, is a threat. You're judging them, they're judging you. This sort of criticism is as close to human nature as you can get. That can be a good thing sometimes. Jealously, rancor, competition, those can be good things in art. But it mostly puts you in a dangerous and disadvantageous position, and one that just takes away from you so much. ~ Raymond Pettibon

You hold in your hands the future of the world. ~ Raymond Poincare

The best substitute for experience is being sixteen. ~ Raymond Duncan

The NYPD has too urgent a mission and too few officers for us to waste time and resources on broad, unfocused surveillance. We have a responsibility to protect New Yorkers from violent crime or another terrorist attack - and we uphold the law in doing so. ~ Raymond Kelly

When I left Merle was wearing a bungalow apron and rolling pie crust. She came to the door wiping her hands on the apron and kissed me on the mouth and began to cry and ran back into the house, leaving the doorway empty [ ... ] I had a funny feeling as I saw the house disappear, as though I had written a poem and it was very good and I had lost it and would never remember it again. (p. 262) ~ Raymond Chandler