Beretta Handguns Quotes & Sayings

I am a real ham. I love an audience. I work better with an audience. I am dead, in fact, without one. — Lucille Ball

Downslopes in the curve show that at various times Algeria, Australia, Brazil, Egypt, Iraq, Libya, Romania, South Korea, Switzerland, Sweden, Taiwan, and Yugoslavia have pursued nuclear weapons but then thought the better of it - occasionally through the persuasion of an Israeli air strike, but more often by choice. — Steven Pinker

I've always loved musical theatre. I've always been a big kind of closeted musical theatre nerd. I really have always dreamed about being able to do musical theatre. — John Gallagher Jr.

Amongst the friends of Allah (Awliya), the Qur'an is considered as a love letter from Allah, which inevitably is read continuously to remind them of their Beloved. — Muhammad Tahir-ul-Qadri

Without the isnad, the hadith was considered worthless. Muslims put less stock into sirah literature than hadith specifically because sirah does not record isnad. — Nabeel Qureshi

Flesh does strange things to memory. Pain and joy both alter it. When you are happy, you remember things one way. When you are sad, you remember them another. And sometimes the flesh does not admit that memory is real at all or plucks false memories out of thin air. — Tanya Karen Gough

I make no pretense to accuracy. I shall be quite content if the sensibilities of no one are wounded by anything I may reduce to type. — Thomas R. Marshall

It is simply unthinkable that we will ever again send overseas a great expeditionary force of armed men. — Frank Knox

We are a nation of sheep, and someone else owns the grass. — George Carlin

Tranqility is a certain quality of mind, which no condition or fortune can either exalt or depress. — Seneca The Younger

Was Lucifer a demon determined to ruin Eve and spawn a species of monsters? Or was he a fallen angel so in love with a human woman he destroyed paradise for a kiss? We will never know. And perhaps we shouldn't ask why Lucifer tempted Eve at all, but another question: Why did she give in? — Sylvia Frost

The past was the past; there was no escaping your beginnings. — Rachel Joyce