A Quote by Sharaya J

I haven't quite wrapped my brain around the sleeping part yet, but I'm definitely working like a maniac. — © Sharaya J
I haven't quite wrapped my brain around the sleeping part yet, but I'm definitely working like a maniac.
I like to have books around to give me ideas-to get the verbal part of my brain to start working.
I'm a Holy Spirit maniac, yeah. When I say maniac, to me, a maniac is a person that goes around telling you what you should believe. You know, you have to believe what I believe, and I don't believe that.
Working out the social politics of who you can trust and why is, quite literally, what a very large part of our brain has evolved to do.
I don't remember ordering the bride of an evil maniac," said Magnus. "It was definitely beef and broccoli. What about you, Tessa? Did you order the bride of an evil maniac?
They drilled a hole in my head and wrapped a coil around my brain so it wouldn't bleed anymore.
Giving should be a part of your routine, just like working out, eating, and sleeping.
I guess I'm a Holy Spirit maniac. I'm not a religious maniac. I love religion, but I don't like it.
I used to think of two people in love like that. Like puzzle pieces, fitting together. But it's not like that at all. Love pulls a part of you out, and it pulls a part of him - like taffy, stretching but not separating. The tendrils of each one wrap around the other, until they meld together. One, but not quite. Separate, but not quite.
Shelley Jackson's 'Half Life' is the textual equivalent of an installation, a multivocal, polymorphous, dialogic, dystopian satire wrapped around a murder mystery wrapped around a bildungsroman.
Yes, I've been trepanned. That's quite an interesting experience, especially for my brain surgeon, who saw my thoughts flying around in my brain.
The nervous system functions in a fourth, unique way, as different as dreaming is from sleeping as sleeping is from waking. When you transcend, it's the only experience that lights the full brain on an EEG machine. It's the only experience that utilizes the full brain.
The worst part was the silence. Death was supposed to be loud — gunshots, explosions, screams and thunder. Not this eerie quiet that wrapped around me like a shroud.
That's like making fun of a maniac because his brain isn't completely right, because he isn't in the norm.
I started working in television quite young, actually, and I definitely felt very insecure about what I looked like.
My sleeping bag is affixed to a wall and I climb inside and sort of float around in the sleeping bag at night while I'm sleeping.
My Maria on stage definitely is a real natural part of who I am, but obviously I can't walk around as that girl. You know what I mean? It's definitely an alter ego, but it is part of who I am, it is who I am, it is my life.
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