Chiz Escudero Quotable Quotes & Sayings

Suppose something goes wrong? Suppose you need a big full-figure woman like me to help straighten things out? Lula — Janet Evanovich

I got into physics through pop science and quantum science and ended up being such a quantum groupie. — Talulah Riley

I don't usually admire Sarah Palin, but when she was making fun of this 'hopey changey stuff,' she was right: there was nothing there. — Noam Chomsky

Love does not triumph easily or without pain, but story gives us the courage to endure the pain. — Madeleine L'Engle

Battlestar Galactica. — Melissa Draughn

Anything you say from your heart to God is a prayer. But "why" is rarely a useful question. When Job keeps asking God why he has had such loss and suffering, God says, "You wouldn't understand." I always want to know why, and I almost never have a good answer. — Anne Lamott

The cultural insistence that parenting is the 'most important' job in the world is a smart way to satiate unappreciated women without doing a damn thing for them. — Jessica Valenti

Do people even look at one another?"
"Not really. Everything that matters is on your screen. There's an agenda that rearranges itself. There's a back-channel chat. And there's fact-checking! If you get up to speak, there are people cross-referencing your claims, supporting and refuting you
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It sounds like an engineer's Athens. — Robin Sloan

One has very little influence upon one's children. Their characters are what they are and one can do nothing to change them. — Andre Maurois

It was good, too, to remember how hard a lot of people had to work to keep a kingdom running well, and that it was simply good manners to let them know, from time to time, how valued they were. — Jean Ferris

I would like to hook up with one of the great Japanese filmmakers, like the master that made 'Ringu,' and I would like to take 'The Wicker Man' to Japan, except this time he's a ghost. — Nicolas Cage

Dogmatism makes for scientific anemia. — Gordon W. Allport

Everyone watching over his shoulder, Free French plotting revenge on Vichy traitors, Lublin Communists drawing beads on Varsovian shadow-ministers, ELAS Greeks stalking royalists, unrepatriable dreamers of all languages hoping through will, fist, prayer to bring back kings, republics, pretenders, summer anarchisms that perished before the first crops were in ... some dying wretchedly, nameless, under ice-and-snow surfaces of bomb craters out in the East End not to be found till spring, some chronically drunk or opiated for getting through the day's reverses, most somehow losing, losing what souls they had, less and less able to trust, seized in the game's unending chatter, its daily self-criticism, its demand for total attention ... — Thomas Pynchon