Ceccanti Trophy Quotes & Sayings

The power dynamics in a relationship are going to be fluid over a long period of time, so to wait for 'perfect' is going to be a mistake. — Jason Segel

Public business must always be done by somebody. It will be done by somebody or other. If wise man decline, others will not; if honest man refuse it, others will not. — John Adams

All those songs are totally timeless. They'll always stand up because they came from a real place. They weren't crafted songs. They were written from the heart. — Shooter Jennings

Your life unfolds in proportion to your courage. — Danielle LaPorte

For what are the triumphs of war, planned by ambition, executed by violence, and consummated by devastation? The means are the sacrifice of many, the end, the bloated aggrandizement of the few. — Charles Caleb Colton

People don't understand how hard it is to get recognized, how hard it is to get people to read your books. How hard it is to get people to even to understand what they're reading when they're talking to you about their books. — Walter Mosley

I can quite understand that many people may be depressed by the spectacle of naked humanity. Personally I cannot see that an ugly body is any more offensive than an ugly dress. — Evelyn Waugh

Inflation is not a Robin Hood, taking from the rich to give to the poor. Rather, it deals most cruelly with those who can least protect themselves. It strikes hardest those millions of our citizens whose incomes do not quickly rise with the cost of living. When prices soar, the pensioner and the widow see their security undermined, the man of thrift sees his savings melt away; the white collar worker, the minister, and the teacher see their standards of living dragged down. — Dwight D. Eisenhower

There is an icy window before every man! Faces cannot be seen clearly! Wait for the ice to melt down! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

You can shove a cat in an oven, but that doesn't make it a biscuit. — Matt Lewis

This is Marvin," he says. "He eats everything and yells like a distressed baby to get attention. I'm goat-sitting him this summer. — Chelsea Fine

He's the be all and end all of my friends right now. — Katja Millay

She remembers blood.
A fine mist which goes deep into her lungs, over her skin and through the air. She remembers a desert at dusk. The sky indigo blue and the fire bright, so bright that she can see everything. Near the fire, in the night, all she knows is chaos wrapped in crimson. All is death and nightmare with a single solitary dancer who smiles cruelly as he moves. He is power and darkness. He is man and beast, silver coin eyes and that face, those claws and the agony of loss.
Time stretches wide; seconds like vast eons swallow up her world. Vince is dead, his mother, his brother and her small son ripped apart and gushing as he/it moves. She is screaming, a howl of agony beyond words, primal and wordless. Still he moves, faster than air, faster than she could ever be. Blood drips from her face as she grunts, running with her lungs on fire and her last remaining hope wrapped in her arms. — Amanda M. Lyons

Martin Greer Galton had ceased troubling his fellow man in 1964, when a cerebral aneurysm achieved what most of his acquaintances and business associates would have dearly loved to have had a hand in. — Lawrence Block