Cassio Appearance Quotes & Sayings

The day will only be as good as the thoughts you have. — Alison Giles

If you think good design is expensive, you should look at the cost of bad design. — Ralf Speth

My husband gave up all his work to stay at home with the kids, and we split all the duties at home. I do all the boring stuff - like pay the bills, and he does all the exercising for both of us, which I'm very grateful for ... I thank him for it regularly. — Erika Slezak

A true friend will be there to congratulate you when you win an Academy Award and will also be there to hold your hair back when you're puking your guts out in the bathroom stall two minutes later! So keep your eyes peeled for the hair-holding kind. — Jordan Christy

The I is always in the field of the Other. — Jacques Lacan

Shapewear is the canvas and the clothes are the art. — Sara Blakely

I wanted no souvenirs of tragedy. — Robert McCammon

The only thing worse than a coach or CEO who doesn't care about his people is one who pretends to care. People can spot a phony every time. — Jimmy Johnson

Do you know how much you can learn from a mere pair of high-heels? If you don't fall, you'll learn a bit, but If you do fall, you'll learn everything. If you become successful, you'll learn a bit, but if you fail, you'll get to learn everything. Success is the dumbest teacher, not the other way around — Jung Ae-ri

I know I'm not sexy. In high school I was voted Most Likely to Masturbate. — Rodney Dangerfield

Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die. — Herbert Hoover

I don't have a warm personal enemy left. They've all died off. I miss them terribly because they helped define me. — Clare Boothe Luce

Human material culture - the buildings and roads and works that would strike any human as an obvious sign of intelligence - had for years seemed like part of an elaborate mating ritual to the starlings, useless and flamboyant as the peacock's tail. — Joe Pitkin

Now on a sloping meadow hours into a fresh day, he found himself a desperate man, struggling to free himself from the shackles of a life he had not pursued. And her voice trickled through him, an icicle perpetually melting. — Simon Van Booy