Boddicker Marc Quotes & Sayings

I would suggest to you that at this moment you are the only self that you have ever had; you've never had a childhood; there wasn't a five-minute-ago time. — Frederick Lenz

An elfin wish have I but one.
I wish it once and then 'tis done.
There's magic in this gift say I,
Whoever pulls this sleigh will fly. — Moe Price

Goodness, Time's rude hand defies,
And winter lives when beauty dies. — Henry Kirke White

Auditioning for a couple of years, 99 per cent of the time you are doing an American accent. — Jai Courtney

Your sense are never inaccurate- it's your ideas that can be false. — Stephanie Danler

I was lucky that it hit my shaft, and then my helmet, and I was lucky enough to get that breakaway. — Saku Koivu

Gaming is a vice the more dangerous as it is deceitful; and, contrary to every other species of luxury, flatters its votaries with the hopes of increasing their wealth; so that avarice itself is so far from securing us against its temptations that it often betrays the more thoughtless and giddy part of mankind into them. — Henry Fielding

The idea is to try to give all the information to help others to judge the value of your contribution; not just the information that leads to judgment in one particular direction or another. — Richard P. Feynman

The idea of devoting two years of my life to making a corporate product that looks and smells and tastes like a lot of other things out there with just a different trademark character is a bore. — James Mangold

And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine
A being breathing thoughtful breath
A traveler betwixt life and death
The reason firm the temperate will
Endurance Foresight Strength and skill — William Wordsworth

All words, in every language, are metaphors. — Marshall McLuhan

The answering call causes my ears to ring. Pigpen stares at me, unblinking as the mantra is repeated three more times followed by over a hundred men howling into the night. — Katie McGarry

What child has ever known the country and has not twined hundreds of fragrant wreaths with the yellow shining cowslip and the more frail and delicate violet - mingling here and there green leaves culled from the odorous eglantine, or, as we more commonly call it, sweetbriar. — Dorothea Dix

As a child, our house had a backyard lined with roses tended vigilantly by my mother. So the fragrance fills me with nostalgia for my youth. — Thelma Golden

Find me now. Before someone else does. — Haruki Murakami