Auto Enrolment Quotes & Sayings

In an old song the Mother sings: 'My sleeping is my dreaming, my dreaming is my thinking, my thinking is my wisdom.' She is the bed we are born in, in which we sleep and dream, where we are healed, love and die. In her wisdom we remember day's broken images and carry them down into dreams where their motions roll into shadows and root, growing into stories. — Meinrad Craighead

Now I end my death song. I give my farewell to mountain and sky. It has been good to be alive. — Tad Williams

And how he'd asked me to expand on the seamless intercourse between government bodies, they all gasped. — Penny Reid

Stated simply, an Excel spreadsheet, or more likely a proliferation of these spreadsheets, is ill-suited for the longer-term data management and analysis required by Six Sigma teams. — Thomas Pyzdek

Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days. — Benjamin Franklin

Yur Karyakin once wrote: 'We should not judge a man's life by his perception of himself. Such a perception may be tragically inadequate.' And I read something in Kafka to the effect that man was irretrievably lost within himself. — Svetlana Alexievich

Take the hand you're dealt and then finesse it, — Eric Van Lustbader

There is a time when one must decide either to risk everything to fulfill one's dreams or sit for the rest of one's life in the backyard. — Earl Nightingale

I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming ... suddenly you find - at the age of 50, say - that a whole new life has opened before you. — Agatha Christie

Cute? You think he's cute? What's cute about him?
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Well, yes. He's got that smile, that really bad boy smile, and a great backside.
On page eighty of the relationship manual, it clearly states, you cannot look at another man's backside, especially if you think it's great. — Christine Feehan

But the true miracle of the resurrection wasn't so much the raising. Is something like that too hard for the God who made the universe? The true miracle is in the forgiving. And though we are bruised and burned, blind and broken, we are forgiven. — Lisa Samson

I cannot think of anything more difficult than to say something which would be worthy of this impressive and, for me, memorable occasion, and of the ideals and purposes which inspired the Nobel Peace Award. — Lester B. Pearson

How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly before dying, when you have walked through the world carrying an unbearable burden. You know it too when you are weary and ready to leave this earth without regret; its mists; its swamps and its rivers; ready to give yourself into the arms of death with a light heart, knowing that death alone can comfort you. — Mikhail Bulgakov

So my reaction to hearing this corny-ass, horrible song ["With Arms Wide Open" by Creed] is violent, uncontrollable, sustained weeping. — Michael Ian Black

I've drawn myself apart from them all; I am my own skipper and later on I shall see where I come to land — Anne Frank