Billick Funeral Home Quotes & Sayings

I was wild and tame and pulled into shreds and crushed into being all at once. — Maggie Stiefvater

Everyone should read, we say, but we act as if only those with special talent should write. — Roy Peter Clark

Be sober, and to doubt prepense, These are the sinews of good sense. — Sir William Hamilton, 9th Baronet

Real life's nasty. It's cruel. It doesn't care about heroes and happy endings and the way things should be. In real life, bad things happen. People die. Fights are lost. Evil often wins. — Darren Shan

I wish I didn't have a body, sometimes. — Courtney Summers

Those individuals from the far left, and I'm talking about the Hollywood elitists and the United Nations and those individuals want us to believe it's because we are contributing CO2 to the atmosphere, that's causing global warming. It's all about money. I mean, what would happen to the Weather Channel's ratings if all the sudden people weren't scared anymore? — James Inhofe

(Currently, we count ourselves fortunate to have functional toilets. I don't know what your living conditions are at Lattimore - tidy and sterile, I suspect - but here, given a construction project initiated on behalf of our Economics faculty, who Must Be Kept Comfortable at All Times, we are alternately frozen and nearly smoked, via pestilent fumes, out of our building. Between the construction dust and the radiators emitting erratic bursts of steam heat, the intrepid faculty members who have remained in their offices over the winter break are humid with sweat and dusted with ash and resemble two-legged cutlets dredged in flour.) — Julie Schumacher

God is the only being who has time enough; but a prudent man, who knows how to seize occasion, can commonly make a shift to find as much as he needs. — James Russell Lowell

We sack, we ransack to the utmost sands
Of native kingdoms, and of foreign lands:
We travel sea and soil; we pry, and prowl,
We progress, and we prog from pole to pole. — Francis Quarles

My flute, M. Poirot, is my oldest companion. When everything else fails, music remains. — Agatha Christie

She had appetites in plenty: she spent all her strength in repressing them and she underwent this denial in anger. — Simone De Beauvoir

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows. — William Shakespeare