Bassenheim Iron Quotes & Sayings

Decision making in a democracy depends above all on knowledge and not just the intel available to presidents and policymakers. — Nancy Gibbs

I thought I was going to make crazy cartoons for the rest of my life. I didn't think I'd ever get paid for it, didn't think I drew well enough, but I knew it made me happy. — Matt Groening

When he kissed me again, I thought I would break apart with need. He pulled back, watching me silently. A question waited for me in his eyes. "Yes," I murmured. I kissed him again and there were no more questions to be answered. — Andrea Cremer

If it is true that we have a personal relationship with God, then that's enough for me. — T Bone Burnett

I was in drama, wanted to be an actor. — Joan Jett

A Rabbit Noticed my Condition

I was sad one day and went for a walk;
I sat in a field.
A rabbit noticed my condition and came near.

It often does not take more than that to help
at times-- to just be close to creatures who
are so full of knowing, so full of love that they
don't chat, they just gaze with their marvelous
understanding.

St. John of the Cross
Love Poems From God
Twelve Sacred Voices From the East and West
Translated by Daniel Ladinsky — Taylor Larsen

So you get less shy about how hard you have to try. And you don't bother hiding your Kotter tapes. Sure, they expose some of my appalling deficiencies. But my appalling deficiencies are all I have to offer. Is there such a thing as romantic love that does not depend on someone embracing my deficiencies? I hope I will never find out. — Rob Sheffield

Whether they know it or not, most American playgoers owe an incalculably great debt to translators. Were it not for their work, comparatively few of us would be able to enjoy the plays of Chekhov, Ibsen or Moliere. — Terry Teachout

The canker of self-consciousness has been long in me, so like a lot of writers I not only do a thing, I see myself doing it too - it's almost like not being alone. That morning our hero skipped in his skivvies down to the shore of the sea . . . it was dark . . . the fog . . . Storytelling! — Charles D'Ambrosio