Acoustical Society Quotes & Sayings

I know what it's like to have someone coming home who looks at you not in the way they used to in the old days, and I've seen my own face contorted with sadness and rage in the mirror. — Jane Birkin

HELEN: Life is complex and bewildering, isn't it? You meet someone. He's not spectacular, but he impresses you with his goodwill. You have a child. She's troublesome but kind of entertaining in her own loosey-goosey, head-up-her-ass way. For a time you all seem connected to the same life, on the same course. But after a while, not so much. And eventually not at all. And now, although most people would find it odd that we're trying to have each other killed, it actually seems to be a very natural thing. — George F. Walker

I just didn't believe Bush. — Saddam Hussein

The world is so ordered that we must, in a material sense, lose everything we have and love, one thing after another, until we ourselves close our eyes. — George Santayana

Life is a dream, and everyone wakes eventually. — Robert Jordan

Her to look at a picture. She approached and saw the likeness of Mr. Wickham, suspended, amongst several other miniatures, — Jane Austen

You have a personal birthright to believe in a God-given mission for your life. — Steven Furtick

Marriage isn't a love affair. It isn't even a honeymoon. It's a job. A long hard job, at which both partners have to work, harder than they've worked at anything in their lives before. If it's a good marriage, it changes, it evolves, but it does on getting better. I've seen it with my own mother and father. But a bad marriage can dissolve in a welter of resentment and acrimony. I've seen that, too, in my own miserable and disastrous attempt at making another person happy. And it's never one person's fault. It's the sum total of a thousand little irritations, disagreements, idiotic details that in a sound alliance would simply be disregarded, or forgotten in the healing act of making love. Divorce isn't a cure, it's a surgical operation, even if there are no children to consider. — Rosamunde Pilcher