A Quote by Sara Genn

Refreshing failures roll off the travel easel like ants from a picnic blanket. — © Sara Genn
Refreshing failures roll off the travel easel like ants from a picnic blanket.
I am a critic - as essential to the theatre as ants to a picnic.
I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain.
It is like having a blanket that is too small for the bed, you pull the blanket up to keep your chest warm, and your feet stick out. I cannot buy a bigger blanket because the supermarket is closed. But the blanket I have is made of cashmere. So it's good.
If the greenhouse effect is a blanket in which we wrap ourselves to keep warm, nuclear winter kicks the blanket off.
I say, ‘You should blanket me’ or ‘you should blanket her’, meaning like a blanket is a blessing. It’s a way of showing love and caring.
Night was spreading slowly around the spinning Earth. It should have been full of pinpricks of light. It was not. There were five billion people down there. What was going to happen soon would make barbarism look like a picnic - hot, nasty, and eventually given over to the ants.
I think the movie business and film crews are a little bit like the circus, in that we travel around like a pack and we're a big family for a finite period of time. We roll into someplace, cause a bunch of damage, and then roll out.
Heroin spread that soft blanket over everything. But once the blanket was ripped off, it took a layer of skin with it, leaving nothing but nerve ends screaming in the breeze.
I usually travel with a posse. I roll deep. I travel like a rapper, but without the artillery. We don't carry guns, we carry cookies.
I think the 'Terminator' idea is a reasonable one - that is that one day the Internet becomes self-aware and simply says that humans are in the way. After all, if you meet an ant hill and you're making a 10-lane super highway, you just pave over the ants. It's not that you don't like the ants, it's not that you hate ants; they are just in the way.
Naw, it's like ants up there, man. Like ants that sound like lions!
One difference between ants and humans is that while ants send their old women off to war, humans send their young men.
I adore war. It is like a big picnic but without the objectivelessness of a picnic. I have never been more well or more happy.
I find anger so comforting. It's like a blanket made of unresolved issues, but it's a blanket none the less.
Burning Man is like a big family picnic. Would you sell things to one another at a family picnic? No, you'd share things.
I always travel with a cashmere blanket - I take it everywhere with me!
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