Chronometry Measurement Quotes & Sayings

MOUNTAINS OF CALDWELL, NEW YORK, PRESENT DAY T — J.R. Ward

I had to think whether, after 50 years of hard slog, I was still lucid and fresh enough for the job. — Jacques Delors

I can't say if I have influenced anything really, maybe a few artists but at the end of the day we are all influenced by various arts and situations around us, etc ... all of us. I don't see or hear from any of the above, sorry ... — Mick Harris

I took the LSAT the day 'Jersey Shore' premiered, and after that I was too busy to go to law school. — Vinny Guadagnino

I listen to a lot of rap where men talk a certain way about women and I'm not offended. It's meant to be funny. I'm throwing it right back at them with humor, but some people can't take it. They're not used to women talking back. — Kesha

I never had a drink in my life. I don't smoke or anything. — Tyler, The Creator

My legs are still shaking. I was gone for less than twenty minutes and only went about half a mile, but I feel like I'm back from a tour in Vietnam. This is really fucked up. I thought I'd feel like the hero of an action movie. Truth is, I feel like prey who doesn't know where the hunters are. — Manel Loureiro

Our task is to relate our lives to God, and let Him work through us. — Henry Blackaby

I'm particularly fortunate to be in a position where I can bring my child to work and be able to get good child care. Not a lot of women have that. — Julia Louis-Dreyfus

A man who builds a house never really dies. — Margaret Mahy

And to what end?" she asked sharply. "If you are, as I understand, to shut yourself forever in your cell within the four walls of an abbey, then of what use would it be were your prayer to be answered?" "The use of my own salvation." She turned from him with a pretty shrug and wave. "Is that all?" she said. "Then you are no better than Father Christopher and the rest of them. Your own, your own, ever your own! My father is the king's man, and when he rides into the press of fight he is not thinking ever of the saving of his own poor body; he recks little enough if he leave it on the field. Why then should you, who are soldiers of the Spirit, be ever moping or hiding in cell or in cave, with minds full of your own concerns, while the world, which you should be mending, is going on its way, and neither sees nor hears you? Were ye all as thoughtless of your own souls as the soldier is of his body, ye would be of more avail to the souls of others." "There — Arthur Conan Doyle