Chachere Lineage Quotes & Sayings

If values are vague, and if they are always too broad for the concrete and specific case that we are considering, the only thing left for us is to trust our instincts. — Jean-Paul Sartre

Praying is what confirms our true belief that we cannot succeed without God, and its absence confirms the exact opposite. — James MacDonald

I have a lot of common sense. I know what needs to be done and how to approach it. I have an ability to work with people on large enterprises. — Sally Ride

(Matt & Julian)

"Are you always like this?" Matt asked.

"It's the heat. Brings out my charm. — Jaime Reese

I don't have any doubt in my mind that there will come a time when we will see violence against animal rights abusers. — Jerry Vlasak

People today are so accustomed to pretentious nonsense that they see nothing amiss in reading without understanding, and many of them at length discover that they can without difficulty write in like manner themselves and win applause for it. And so it perpetuates itself. — George Albert Wells

It's funny about a face, how big a difference it makes. I mean, one day you look in th mirror and you think, yeah, that's me, that's my face. And then another day ... you think, that's not me, that's not my face. So am I my face? I mean is that all I am? — John Marsden

But sometimes I see instead the young girl's face I once spent so much time rearranging and deploring, drowned and floating just beneath my present face, — Margaret Atwood

In England, there are only two things to be, basically: You are either for the labor movement or for the capitalist movement. Either you become a right-wing Archie Bunker if you are in the class I am in, or you become an instinctive socialist, which I was. — John Lennon

-Can we have one day when we don't have to talk about the meaning of life?
-I don't think we ever talk about anything else. — Lily King

Under the strain of this continually impending doom and by the sleeplessness to which I now condemned myself, ay, even beyond what I had thought possible to man, I became, in my own person, a creature eaten up and emptied by fever, languidly weak both in body and mind, and solely occupied by one thought: the horror of my other self. — Robert Louis Stevenson