Breadboard Ends Quotes & Sayings

The unspoken word is capital. We can invest it or we can squander it. — Mark Twain

The fog lifted in the evening and a blue-black band at the horizon marked the end of the sea and the beginning of thought. Where does a beginning begin when nothing has gone on before? — Gretel Ehrlich

Knowing what's correct and not doing it, it's the worst cowardice. — Confucius

I decided to become a teacher because I thought it would be a great career where I could wear different hats. You're an academic one moment, and you're a psychologist the next moment, an athlete the next moment ... when you are out on the playground or coaching ... so it enables you to play different roles. — Erik Weihenmayer

It is not they who have closed but I. I've cut myself away. I'm alone, and lonely. What frightens me is that I've not become lonely now, but have looked inside and seen that I was, already. How long has that been going on? — China Mieville

A barber lathers a man before he shaves him. — Dale Carnegie

The world is both big and small at the same time. So you really do need to know TV, film and theater. Everyone is kind of moving through all different mediums. So I think it's important to be able to do those things. — Julie Halston

There's something about singing that I just love. It makes me feel freer than anything in the world. — Mandy Patinkin

Charles Wyly was born Oct 13, 1933, in Lake Providence, La., and for a period lived with his family in a shack without electricity or plumbing. — Charles Duhigg

I glanced in the first open door and stopped short. Desks. Four tiny desks. A wall of faded posters of alphabet animals. A blackboard, still showing the ghost of numbers. I blinked, certain I was seeing wrong.
Derek nudged my legs, telling me to get moving. I looked at him, and I looked at the classroom.
This was where Derek had grown up. Four tiny desks. Four little boys. Four young werewolves.
For a second, I could see them - three boys working at the three clustered desks, Derek alone at the fourth, pushed slightly away, hunched over his work, trying to ignore the others.
Derek nudged me again, whining softly, and I looked down to see him eyeing the room, every hair on his neck on end, anxious to get away from this place. — Kelley Armstrong

Virtue sometimes pretends. Vice is always sincere. — Mason Cooley

When the Bennington was built, in 1872, it was said that the architect, who had descended from a long line of witches, fashioned the building on ancient occult principles so that it would always be a sort of magnet for the otherworldly. So as I said, don't pay any mind to the odd sounds or sights you might experience. It's just the Bennington, dear. — Libba Bray

When the late Bishop was appointed, about thirty-two years ago, to diffuse the light of the Gospel through this extensive portion of His Majesty's dominions, it was even a greater spiritual, than a natural wilderness. — John Strachan

Just wanted to know how you're feeling,
As I sit here and think of your progress,
It takes a lot of time, the process of healing,
I hope this poem helps with some of your stress.
I am amazed at your internal strength,
Through it all, your positivity remains,
You're not deterred by magnitude or length,
Nor all your obstacles and physical pains.
You have taught me about the meaning of hope,
I never hear you fuss or complain,
One step at a time, you focus and cope,
When you get better, we'll dance in the rain. — Anita Shreve

I'd felt so many things since our journey began - joy, fear, hope, horror - but until now, I'd never once felt alone. — Ransom Riggs