Cernescu Constantin Quotes & Sayings

Toby, watch Jaden. I heard he had a bad night and is in the mood for annihilation. End of the world's not on me today, bud. Hey, Takeshi, get your fat butt off me. You're squishing the fox. There is no honor in sacrificing the fox, you ugly hedgehog. (Acheron) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

It's like algebra, that's all. I just have to figure it out, step by step. — Hollis Seamon

I wanted to talk more, to spend more time with him, to hear more about him. I wanted more. — Taylor Jenkins Reid

World Humanitarian Day - 2015 And millions of stars, they fell glittering like diamonds from the sky, that night, where philanthropy was born in the world. — Kristian Goldmund Aumann

I just heard George W. Bush's new plan for airline security. From here on out, every plane will now have its own hockey dad. — David Letterman

The only movie that I would ever even consider retrofitting is the first 'Jurassic Park,' which I think would look pretty spectacular in 3D. That's the only one of my films that I would consider doing in 3D. — Steven Spielberg

There was a time when intellectual meant someone who uses reason and intellect. Today, people who call themselves intellectuals are in a form of mental death spiral: they search for, and find, those index cards that support their world view, and clutch little red books like rosaries in the face of all external evidence. They are ruled by appeals to authority. Their self-image and sense of emotional well-being trumps any and all objective evidence to the contrary. — Bill Whittle

The law you sons of bitches! — Terry Pratchett

We encounter regression to the mean almost every day of our lives. We should try to anticipate it, recognize it, and not be fooled by it. — Gary Smith

He might have stolen her breath the first time they kissed, but there and then - stealthy like a cat burglar - he was trying to steal her heart. — Gail McHugh

Ben is twenty-six, and this is his first job. He is small, weedy, and terribly, terribly serious about his work. His. Not anyone else's. He despises everyone else's. He has, however, produced our only literary fiction in the last two years that has sold over five thousand copies, so people listen to him. Which is a pity, since he doesn't really have anything to say. — Judith Flanders

There may well be a scientific paper to be written on why walking in an art gallery is so much more exhausting than, say, climbing Helvellyn. My guess is that it is something to do with the energy required to hold muscles in tension, combined with the mental exertion of wondering what to say. — David Nicholls

Our world and our state have been transformed, but, in contrast, we as people have not been. — Ruth Ann Minner