Cashbackholic Quotes & Sayings

Things change, but sometimes our perception of them stays the same. — Vannetta Chapman

Your lifetime in form is to be honored and celebrated. Go beyond your enslavement, and live fully in the now, as this is the only time you have. — Wayne Dyer

I believe that the Bible is the literal word of God. And I say no, it's not, Dad. Well, I believe that it is. Well, you know, some people believe they're Napoleon. That's fine. Beliefs are neat. Cherish them, but don't share them like they're the truth. — Bill Hicks

If you plan your work, you will not find yourself standing on the corner wondering where to go next. — John Henry Patterson

Upon my word, I think the truth is the hardest missile one can be pelted with. — George Eliot

Believe me, there's nothing I would like to do more than disappear for a while. — Ronda Rousey

I suppose we all lie to ourselves sometimes. — Cassandra Clare

If a news camera shows up, people will line up, they want to be seen. But at the same time they want both to be chosen and not singled out. I think that is an endless struggle within most. — Celeste Ng

She had on a blue bonnet, and with a pair of lovely eyes of the same colour, has contrived to make me feel devilish odd about the heart. — Susanna Rowson

Do you remember anything about last night?" he asked.
Her stomach churned as memories of the night before swam into mental view. Oh, she recalled a few things. How could she forget? She took a solid gulp of her coffee. "I remember vodka, an ax murderer, and a marriage proposal."
"Good. The important things." He nodded. — Kristin Miller

I wanted to stay here, too, but angry dragons in log cabins seemed like a bad idea. — Julie Kagawa

I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me. — Katie McGarry

Pride is the recognition of the fact that you are your own highest value and, like all of man's values, it has to be earned. — Ayn Rand

External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty. — Charles Dickens