Cathiard Quotes & Sayings

What is the ratio of the time I spend solving problems to the time I spend scaling successes? — Chip Heath

My childhood was defined by my father's absence. His presence looms so large. Up until the age of 18, he was a superstar for me. — Said Sayrafiezadeh

I was born in a hospital.
I do not want to die in one. — J.R. Rim

A review of the science suggests that uncertainty is so high as to raise a good prospect that mandatory green house gas reductions will produce little or no environmental benefit. — Kenneth P. Green

The results you produce open doors for greater opportunities — Sunday Adelaja

Looking more deeply at the emergence of ISIS or the chaos that exists in Syria, Yemen and Libya would clearly raise crucial doubts about reliance on military intervention and drone warfare as adequate counterterrorist responses and would call attention to the detrimental effects of US "special relationships" with Israel and Saudi Arabia. — Richard A. Falk

I got into law school to supplement my business background. I'm not planning to practice law. — Shannon Miller

If you're only doing it for the money, it's probably not worth doing to begin with. — Ben McLeish

The love is all around us. I made a life of love. — Eve Ensler

Now, I don't make decisions as fast as I used to. — Oksana Baiul

The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no more. — Alexander Pope

Nature was cruel that way; giving long, dark lashes to boys who didn't appreciate them. — Mia Sheridan

It ain't nothing till I call it. — Bill Klem

If it has to sell its mascot, your team sucks. — Jay Mohr

But it's a curse, a condemnation, like an act of provocation, to have been aroused from not being, to have been conjured up from a clot of dirt and hay and lit on fire and sent stumbling among the rocks and bones of this ruthless earth to weep and worry and wreak havoc and ponder little more than the impending return to oblivion, to invent hopes that are as elaborate as they are fraudulent and poorly constructed, and that burn off the moment they are dedicated, if not before, and are at best only true as we invent them for ourselves or tell them to others, around a fire, in a hovel, while we all freeze or starve or plot or contemplate treachery or betrayal or murder or despair of love, or make daughters and elaborately rejoice in them so that when they are cut down even more despair can be wrung from our hearts, which prove only to have been made for the purpose of being broken. And worse still, because broken hearts continue beating. — Paul Harding