Chatree Hit Quotes & Sayings

Only Fools follow Folly — Marcelle Hinkson

Still," said Ramse. "You're not much. You're what you are and we love you for it, but you're not much. — Brian Evenson

My first professional job was actually at a place called Opryland U.S.A., which no longer exists, but I've been performing since I was a kid. — John Barrowman

The Russian Federation and the United States of America, the two biggest nuclear powers in the world, but apart from nuclear-wise, we have a lot in common. We have huge territories, natural resources, technologies, science, education, and of course human capital. — Sergei Lavrov

Chesapeake Bay is like a beautiful woman. There's no humiliation from which she cannot recover. — James A. Michener

It takes me awhile to find something that I'm passionate about. I'm reading a lot and thinking a lot, and torturing myself a lot because I'm feeling really guilty for not writing something today. — Paul Haggis

Human's moral compass doesn't work yet
in worlds where the instinct navigates life. — Toba Beta

America is this incredible mosaic of immigrants, so people really want to be anchored in some kind of culture as well as the one they are living in. — Dylan Moran

My father was a businessman. We had discussions about honesty and dishonesty. — John Cullum

Beowulf's picture was far more elaborate than those of his siblings, and it did need a bit more work coloring in the background, but the gist of it was on full, frightening view. In the sky: a full moon, its eerie glow partially obscured by dark, swirling clouds. In the foreground: the dense, ferny undergrowth of a forest, bordered by a few gnarled tree trunks rising upward. In the center of the page: an old woman, wrapped in a cloak. Her mouth hung open in a leering smile, and her teeth were large and razor sharp, with a prominent set of gleaming white incisors. From the back of her shroudlike garments poked a long, wolfish tail. Cassiopeia and Alexander clapped and barked with admiration, but Penelope's skin went cold. — Maryrose Wood