Calabrese Salad Quotes & Sayings

The greatest ugliness in the world is seeing so beautiful a creature spoil themselves on stupidity. — Michelle Franklin

I want to make a difference with people who want to make a difference, doing something that makes a difference. — John C. Maxwell

the tables were taken by law students talking about rave parties or 'junior associates', in other words, those things which interest law students — Michel Houellebecq

A love of celibacy and a zeal for martyrdom does not bode well for the future of the sect." - regarding the Essenians — Benjamin Breckinridge Warfield

I sit on my narrow bunk and caress my long yellow toenails and stare at my walls. — Rene Denfeld

Sometimes, a person who likes your work and a person who don't will show up within milliseconds of each other to let you know how they feel. One does not need to cancel out the other, positively or negatively; if you're proud of the work, and you enjoyed the work, that is what's important. — Wil Wheaton

Please, do you see the apocalypse? Because I'd give up on that happening until you do. And even then, it's negotiable."
"I'm holding out for a hot zombie."
"Yeah, or, like, the hot scientist who finds the cure."
"Or the hot government agent who's assigned to protect you from the international terrorist who plans to wipe out the nation with the world's first zombie virus weapon of mass destruction."
"Because you carry the zombie virus antidote in your blood."
"Exactly."
"It's a recessive trait. — Jocelyn Davies

A new poll reveals that 56% of Americans believe that Wal-Mart is bad for the country, while the other 44% work there. — Amy Poehler

I think one of the things that attracted me about theater and the stage was the ability to escape reality. And that is what I do in my work as a writer, but in a different way. And the freedom to put your own existence on ice and become another person. — Jhumpa Lahiri

Zenia," he said, "I'm not good at it - tea and cakes. I have no patience with it."
She looked directly at him. "I suppose you would prefer to eat on the ground with your fingers?" Her dry remark seemed to take him aback. He looked at her with a faint frown. "Shall I sprinkle some sand on the butter," she asked, "to put you more at ease?"
He tilted up one corner of his mouth. "No." He lifted his cup, extending his little finger with an exaggerated delicacy. "I can play, if I must. How does your dear aunt do, Lady Winter? I hear she has the vapors once an hour. I have a receipt for a rhubarb plaster - most efficacious! Of course, if you prefer a more permanent cure, nothing can surpass a fatal dose of arsenic. — Laura Kinsale

Detective Sergeant Lincoln Gibbs was a tall, thin African-American with mocha-colored skin, a profoundly receding hairline, and tortoiseshell spectacles. He looked like a college professor, which was a look he cultivated. He had twenty-eight years on the job, less than Tomsic, but more time in grade as a detective sergeant, so Linc Gibbs would be in charge. He arrived with Detective-three Pete Bishop, a twenty-two-year veteran with an M.A. in psychology and five divorces. Bishop rarely spoke, but was known to make copious notes, which he referred to often. He had a measured IQ of 178 and a drinking problem. He was currently in twelve-step. — Robert Crais

I like things that are funny - in everyday conversation, in incidents that you see, in watching TV or watching film. Comedy has always had an impact on my life. — Patrick Stewart