Austera Que Quotes & Sayings

The Nebraska Supreme Court agreed with Randolph Reeves, who was scheduled to be executed 1-11-99. His Omaha Tribe filed a brief claiming Reeves was "emotionally damaged" when the State of Nebraska took him from his reservation parents at age 3, and that, because of the removal, the State is "the party to blame" for Reeves' actions. — Lori Carangelo

I started out with a business and psychology major, and then I started doing plays and concentrating more and more on theater. I dropped out of college and moved to New York and studied theater at The Neighborhood Playhouse. I did that for a couple of years and then got an agent. — Linden Ashby

I respect you when I don't try to tell you how to live your life, how to dress, how to walk, how to talk, how to do whatever you do in your kingdom. — Miguel Ruiz

Love is the motive, but justice is the instrument. — Reinhold Niebuhr

Margaret herself hadn't known her body was a parish bell tolling at every heartbreak she heard of, and that night with Pete calmly sitting on the edge of her favorite chair, invading her private room with words this room was sealed from, she felt it just as a bell would. It struck her right inside, until her bronze skin rang out the news. Not of Pete's story, which had not even made him cry, but some other story she'd been trying not to tell herself. So she sat stiffly there and wept, clanging and clanging like a thing that tested its own breaking. — Andrew Sean Greer

I live my life like everyone else; everyone has their own obstacles. Mine is deafness. — Marlee Matlin

He glanced at Ken. "Why the hell does a women complete a family?"
Ken shrugged and exchanged a small smile with him. "I don't know, but let's keep her. She's mellowed you out, and I didn't think that was possible."
"I've always been mellow. — Christine Feehan

Every thought is strictly speaking an after-thought. — Hannah Arendt

Why should I seek to change, what has been so precious to me for so long! you can never show better than as your own natural self — Charles Dickens