100 Grounders Quotes & Sayings

Civility is the art and act of caring for others. — Deborah King

Ivanov: Gentlemen, you've again set up a drinking shop in my study ... I have asked each and every one of you a
thousand times not to do that ...
Look now, you've spilt vodka on a paper ... and there are crumbs ... and gherkins ...
It's disgusting! — Anton Chekhov

We have acquired the habit of not being equal to ourselves. — Orison Swett Marden

So I choose to believe that we are not given more because we have to find the rest inside ourselves. — Sarah Fine

Prejudice is a learned trait. You're not born prejudiced; you're taught it. — Charles R. Swindoll

There is a certain amount which I shan't mention publicly," Elizabeth said. "Things about Lucia which I should never dream of stating openly."
"Those are just the ones I should like to hear about most," said Diva. "Just a few little titbits. — E.F. Benson

I didn't know there were options like gender neutral or gender fluid. I later realized you could be a girl and dress like a guy. — Ruby Rose

I've written a lot of books in my time, and to write a book about Joe McCarthy and have some of the major media paying attention, I'm not used to that. — M. Stanton Evans

It's nontrivial for a company and everyone in it to know "who we are." A little bit easier, however, is to know "who we aren't." When even that knowledge is missing - when there is no basis in the company to say about a given cockamamy scheme "it just isn't us" - the company clearly lacks vision. Vision implies a visionary. There has to be one person who knows in his or her bones what's "us" and what isn't. And it can't be faked. Employees can smell an absence of vision the way a dog can smell fear. — Tom DeMarco

Propriety and single interest divides the people of a land and the whole world into parties and is the cause of all wars and bloodshed and contention everywhere — Gerrard Winstanley

Lovely, not only did the truck look like it was on its last leg, it was going to take the environment with it. — Adrienne Wilder

Know this, there is only one truth left to me." His trembling fingertips caressed her jaw. "That I love you." He said it again, his voice broken, his arms pulling her tightly against him. "I love you. The rest is darkness."
Her fingers curled around the smooth swells of his biceps. "Then let me be your light. — Kristen Callihan