Bernier Dental Land Quotes & Sayings

You didn't tell Summer about it, did you?"
"What?" Gage scoffs. "Yeah, telling your girlfriend the Angel of Death might visit her if some switch is flipped is normal pillow talk. — Laura Kreitzer

Temples stand as a constant physical reminder of the grace and goodness of the Father. — David E. Sorensen

I was alive, they were not. Go Me. (Touch the Dark) — Karen Chance

Economic history is a never-ending series of episodes based on falsehoods and lies, not truths. It represents the path to big money. The object is to recognize the trend whose premise is false, ride that trend and step off before it is discredited. — George Soros

Let every one mind his own business, and endeavor to be what he was made. — Henry David Thoreau

Emptying yourself of your best work isn't just about checking off tasks on your to-do list; it's about making steady, critical progress each day on the projects that matter, in all areas of life. — Todd Henry

To me, torture would be, "I can't think what to write in the next sentence. I'm stuck." Torture would be if you didn't have the next idea. — Steve Martin

I don't like to go out in general. — Courteney Cox

Trust at the most basic level is nothing other than someone having faith in us, and the belief that we will do the right thing. Is that not a compliment of the highest order? — Sherri Lynea Gerek

Every day, each day is the most important day of your life. — Art Hochberg

We are all broken, we human creatures, and to pretend we're not is to inhibit healing. — Madeleine L'Engle

I sometimes have the feeling that her entire life was merely a continuation of her mother's, much as the course of a ball on the billiard table is merely the continuation of the player's arm movement. — Milan Kundera

Very, very rare that you do a job knowing that the audience is desperate for you to do that job. Most films you make don't get released, is the fact. — Ian McKellen

Indeed it is very true that, just as the finest air in the world is vulgarized beyond all bearing once the public has taken to hum it and the street organs to play it, so the work of art that has appealed to the sham connoisseurs, that is admired by the uncritical, that is not content to rouse the enthusiasm of only a chosen few, becomes for this very reason, in the eyes of the elect, a thing polluted, commonplace, almost repulsive. — Joris-Karl Huysmans