Armellini Industries Quotes & Sayings

He's the master of manipulation, the king of allure. — Portia Moore

We come late, if at all, to wine and philosophy: whiskey and action are easier. — Mignon McLaughlin

In February I secured permission to enter Osama bin Laden's compound in the northern Pakistani city of Abbottabad, where he was killed and where he had lived for the last half-decade of his life; the first, and only, journalist to do so. — Peter L. Bergen

To keep the Golden Rule we must put ourselves in other people's places, but to do that consists in and depends upon picturing ourselves in their places. — Harry Emerson Fosdick

Esme slowly turned the picture over, her hands beginning to tremble again. Inscribed across the back of the photograph, in a woman's elegant script, were two words. The ink might have faded, but the sentiment would surely endure forever.
Dix's strong, warm arms went around her. He rested his cheek against hers as they whispered in unison,"My Darling". — Teresa Medeiros

Now we determine each other's worth by asking, 'What do you do?' If you say 'nothing', people move away from you as if you're a corpse. — Ruby Wax

I don't know why people do the things they do to each other. We're all here to live out lives, to do our work, to raise our families, to love who we love. We're all here for the same things, but some, they can't let that be. They can't be happy or content with that. I don't know what that is. She handed the photos back to Peabody. Do you? At a loss, Eve shifted. No. If you don't, I don't suppose anybody really does. — J.D. Robb

I'm spending a lot of time in the Palazzo and in the museums. I'm printing [pictures that I take] and making a binder with a mix of internet research and palazzo research that I'm planning to use for the upcoming works. — Camille Henrot

Oh, and they said I have ADD, too." He lit a cigarette, his first of the day, and took a long, grateful drag. "But listen mate, I once sucked a geezer for twenty minutes to get him off. The clock was just over his shoulder and I timed it. Attention deficit?" He blew out a plume of smoke. "I don't think so. — S.A. Reid

Welcome to vampire-ville." He chuckled. — S.L. Ross

Regardless of where many of us believe we land - in that field encumbered by not too much baggage or entirely too much - we all come from the same place, which is a road rutted by experience so banal, nearly remarkable, that memory tricks us into remembrance of it again and again, as if experience alone were not enough. What are we to do with such a life, one in which we are not left alone to events - love, shopping, and so forth - but to the holocaust of feeling that memory, misremembered or not, imposes on us? — Hilton Als