Bilateral Salpingectomy Quotes & Sayings

The people of Cody like you to think that Buffalo Bill was a native son. In fact, I'm awfully proud to tell you, he was an Iowa native, born in the little town of Le Claire in 1846. The people of Cody, in one of the more desperate commercial acts of this century, bought Buffalo Bill's birthplace and re-erected it in their town, but they are lying through their teeth when they hint that he was a local. And the thing is, they have a talented native son of their own. Jackson Pollock, the artist, was born in Cody. But they don't make anything of that because, I suppose, Pollock was a complete wanker when it came to shooting buffalo. — Bill Bryson

You cannot be creative with people around you. — Karl Lagerfeld

A dressing is not a compote A dressing is not a custard It consists of pepper and salt, Vinegar, oil and mustard. — Ogden Nash

I have never felt the need to invent a world beyond this world, for this world has always seemed large and beautiful enough for me. I have wondered why it is not large and beautiful enough for others. — Elizabeth Gilbert

A perfectionist only rests the day he dies;
nothing in Heaven needs to be fixed
and nothing in Hell can be fixed. — Matshona Dhliwayo

It seemed I was torn; I wanted my goodbye, and I didn't. I wanted him to make me stay, and I wanted to go. — Sam Mariano

For everybody knows that it requires very little to satisfy the gentlemen, if a woman will only give her mind to it. — Margaret Oliphant

Tallis with no pedal, Handel with, even the horrible organ piece that had been written for someone with three hands. He had thought it had all gone, but all he had done was lock himself up in a few little rooms and assume the rest of the house had fallen down. It hadn't. There were doors and doors, and dust, but when the curtains opened and the drapes came off, it was all where he had left it and hardly faded. He took his hands from the keys and sat with them in his lap instead, because his thoughts were echoing in the new space. — Natasha Pulley

they stared at the vanishing light of day, the sky and water going from orange to pink to purple, then dark blue. — James Dashner

Don't quote the distinction, for the honour of my lord Coke. — Edward Coke