Akersloot Jones Quotes & Sayings

The Artist," an ancient sage had once said, "is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich. — Charles Bukowski

When they don't love you the way you want to, you mourn that for however long you need to. But then you get back up and you remind yourself. You are not a reflection of the people who can't love you. You will love again. You will be loved again. — Caitlyn Siehl

A cricketer's life is a life of splendid freedom, healthy effort, endless variety, and delightful good fellowship. — W. G. Grace

For a company culture to change, the top executives must be on board with changing it. This means they must understand what the change means for them. — Janet Gregory

Make peace with yourself, and both heaven and earth will make peace with you. — Isaac Of Nineveh

The Gospel writers are not really interested primarily in the facts of the birth but in the significance, the meaning for them of that birth just as the people who love us are not really interested primarily in the facts of our births but in what it meant to them when we were born and how for them the world was never the same again, how their whole lives were changed with new significance. — Frederick Buechner

No self-respecting woman should wish or work for the success of a party who ignores her sex. — Susan B. Anthony

I have been called the human jukebox, yes. But karaoke is not meant for people who can sing! — Carrie Underwood

What are you?' She asked. He shot her a brief glance and looked away. He stared at the scenery of the pastures and distant rows of trees. She knew he was not going to answer the question.

In the brightening daylight, she could see that most of the blood on him was restricted to his mouth and hands. It dawned on her that it wasn't his blood, but the blood of something he had caught and eaten. — Shirley A. Martin

I enjoy my money, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I'd certainly rather be rich than poor. — Christine McVie

Why does Anna Karenina kill herself? the answer seems clear enough: for years people in her world have turned away from her; she is suffering at the separation from her son, Seryozha; even if Vronsky still loves her, she fears for that love; she is exhausted with it, overexcited, unwholesomely (and unjustly) jealous; she feels trapped. Yes, all that is clear; but is a trapped person necessarily doomed to suicide? So many people adapt to living in a trap! Even if we understand the depth of her sorrow, Anna's suicide remains an enigma. — Milan Kundera

Today, when everything is intellectual competition, a man must be capable of sitting in his chair at a desk for forty-eight hours straight just as a general had to sit for two days in his saddle on horseback. — Honore De Balzac

How not to imagine the tumors
ripening beneath his skin, flesh
I have kissed, stroked with my fingertips,
pressed my belly and breasts against, some nights
so hard I thought I could enter him, open
his back at the spine like a door or a curtain
and slip in like a small fish between his ribs,
nudge the coral of his brains with my lips,
brushing over the blue coil of his bowels
with the fluted silk of my tail. — Dorianne Laux