Americaine Benzocaine Quotes & Sayings

People think I am unemotional because my voice is flat and a bit boring. It is unfortunate but it is just the way it is. I've tried to change it but it doesn't seem to make a difference. The truth is, I have lots of emotions inside. I cried after the semi-final at Wimbledon [2012] because I was proud to reach the final and I knew how much it meant to the country. I cried after the [losing] final [to Federer], too, for different reasons. I felt I had let people down. I think people warmed to that. They could see how much it hurt. — Andy Murray

He that has too much to do will do something wrong. — Samuel Johnson

I can truly say, after an experience of seventy years, that all the cares and anxieties, the trials and disappointments of my whole life, are light, when balanced with my sufferings in childhood and youth from the theological dogmas which I sincerely believed ... The memory of my own suffering has prevented me from ever shadowing one young soul with the superstitions of the Christian religion. — Elizabeth Cady Stanton

The blood jet is poetry
There is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath

We had a very normal, sort of ghetto, urban upbringing. My father was a bus driver and my mother was a seamstress and a substitute schoolteacher, off and on. So, that all adds up to no money. — Wood Harris

As far as love is concerned, possession, power, fusion and disenchantment are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. — Zygmunt Bauman

The greatest risk in life is to risk nothing. The Person who risks nothing, has nothing and becomes nothing. — Leo Buscaglia

These nuclear plants are more dangerous than people realize. — Wladimir Klitschko

To remember is to leave the present. — Garth Stein

My brothers' faces haunt me. I hear their children, my nieces and nephews, asking me why I came home without their daddies. I think of their wives, imagine their questions. Our parents, forever seeing the faces of their lost sons when they look at me. They will want answers, demand to know how I survived. And what do I tell them? That I huddled like a baby inside my tent while their killer beckoned me forth for one last stand? — Kevin Wallis