Bugnot In English Quotes & Sayings

The only way to learn a new programming language is by writing programs in it. — Dennis Ritchie

Doing less meaningless work, so that you can focus on things of greater personal importance, is NOT laziness. — Timothy Ferriss

That was why he could not stop coming to her. She was for him what his wife was not; a nymph who craved his sexuality and seduced him with words, dress and behavior. He wondered why good women would draw in a husband and then when they married them, they would stop all erotic endeavors. It was as if the very thing that drew the man was turned off as soon as they were trapped in the marriage. It seemed that family killed the sexual drive of women. They became mothers with an inability to any longer be lovers. Men were fish caught and thrown into the boat, gills desperately sucking for the life-giving source of their simple and primal need. That was why Abishai felt it was so easy for him to go astray, because his vice seemed more primal than his virtue. — Brian Godawa

When I go back to any of the mini-series or series that I've done, the heart and soul of the show always centers around how the people that we love are affected by our decisions. — Andre Braugher

Cities force growth and make men talkative and entertaining, but they make them artificial. Ralph Waldo Emerson — H.W. Brands

That is not good language which all understand not. — George Herbert

The panic that had filled him was subsiding, perhaps having burned itself out. — Steven Erikson

Justice
That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes. — Langston Hughes

What most people don't understand about failure in innovation is that it's an investment. It's actually an investment in experience. — Christopher Galvin

I like many types of music and probably too many to mention here. — Louise Brown

By means of an image we are often able to hold on to our lost belongings. But it is the desperateness of losing which picks the flowers of memory, binds the bouquet. — Sidonie Gabrielle Colette