A Quote by Charles de Lint

The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter. — © Charles de Lint
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.
'Helter-Skelter' was the motive for the murders. Manson borrowed that term from a Beatles song on the 'White Album.' In England, helter-skelter is a playground ride. To Manson, helter-skelter meant a war between whites and blacks that the Beatles were in favor of.
I've always been interested in violence, even as a teenager. I loved 'Helter Skelter' and books like that.
We had a cat in college named Chloe, and it was the most evil, awful cat in the world... When we left, we used to close the door, and its paw would come underneath and try to paw us.
Truth is a rough, honest, helter-skelter terrier that none like to see brought into their drawing rooms.
From its fountains In the mountains, Its rills and its gills; Through moss and through brake, It runs and it creeps For awhile till it sleeps In its own little Lake. And thence at departing, Awakening and starting, It runs through the reeds And away it proceeds, Through meadow and glade, In sun and in shade, And through the wood-shelter, Among crags in its flurry, Helter-skelter, Hurry-scurry.
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
I always liked that about bands like the Beatles. They could be so touching at one moment and then 'Helter Skelter' the next.
Perfectly ordered disorder designed with a helter-skelter magnificence.
Execution halts your breath, helter skelter spiral death.
I had this song called Helter Skelter, which is just a ridiculous song. So we did it like that, 'cuz I like noise.
My cat, Ethel, is an indoor cat but somehow she's sneakin' out at night. 'Cause the other morning I found a stamp on her paw... I wouldn't have noticed myself, but I just bought this new black light and she passed right under it and I said, 'Hey, what's that on you paw?
Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.
Usually for the last play, everyone goes helter-skelter. They go to the wrong spots. They don't do the right thing.
In the West we cling to the past like limpets. In Haiti the present is the axis of all life. As in Africa, past and future are but distant measures of the present, and memories are as meaningless as promises.
Oh cat, I'd say, or pray: be-ootiful cat! Delicious cat! Exquisite cat! Satiny cat! Cat like a soft owl, cat with paws like moths, jewelled cat, miraculous cat! Cat, cat, cat, cat.
Mozart eliminates the idea of haste from life. His airs could not lag as they make their journey through the listener's attention; they are not the right shape for loitering. But it is as true that they never rush, they are never headlong or helter-skelter, they splash no mud, they raise no dust.
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