Botherers Quotes & Sayings

The friendly, welcoming smiles she had grown to love still made her breath catch, but he'd added a new weapon to his arsenal. A secret, intimate smile that reminded her of warm kisses and strong arms. It never failed to flush her cheeks and flutter her stomach. The man was an invalid in a dressing gown convalescing amid a mound of cushions on the parlor settee; yet when he smiled at her like that, he became masculinity personified. Gideon had a dash of the rogue in him. And Adelaide adored him for it. — Karen Witemeyer

He walked home, completely at peace. He knew now he would go on doing the things he was doing
going to work, buying up land he didn't understand, seeing Sylvan Glass for reasons he couldn't help. But he also knew it would all be fine, whatever happened. He knew it was the right thing to do. He was in the place he was meant to be. He was home, finally, at the happy and complete end of his long and troubled road. He was home. — Robert Goolrick

There is reason to smile and celebrate when you win, but when you struggle, that is about laughter. That is the pathos that is rooted in all comedy. And business is full of pain and hardship and with that, laughter and release. — Ronnie Apteker

On tight money: It reflects a reversion to the old idea that the tree can be fertilized at the top instead of at the bottom - the old trickle-down theory. — Harry S. Truman

Other people will call me a rebel, but I just feel like I'm living my life and doing what I want to do. Sometimes people call that rebellion, especially when you're a woman. — Joan Jett

A path is made by walking on it. — Zhuangzi

I'm financially ugly. — Rea Lidde

Money buys the most experienced teachers, less-crowded classrooms, high-quality teaching materials, and after-school programs. — Robert Reich

Harlan was not a particularly religious man, and had always poured scorn on those whom he termed "God-botherers" - Christian, Jew, or Muslim, he had no time for any of them - but he was, in his way, a deeply spiritual being, worshipping a god whose name was whispered by leaves and praised in birdsong. He had been a warden with the Maine Forest Service for forty years, — John Connolly

Always I'm working on some of book. That's the way I make a living. — Jimmy Carter