Cinnabon Locations Quotes & Sayings

He who goes to the bottom of his own heart knows his own nature;
And knowing his own nature, he knows heaven. — Mencius

It is impossible for any culture to be sound and healthy without a proper respect and proper regard for the soil. — Andrew Nelson Lytle

I enjoy being on my own. I feel like I have more room to stretch. I have to go with the flow. — Johnette Napolitano

It was the cheapest kind of rebuke, to call a woman ugly, but one to which small boys and grown men seemed equally quick to stoop when feeling challenged. — Helen Simonson

In his own way the modernist becomes as irrelevant as the fundamentalist. The fundamentalist has something to say to his world, but he has lost the ability to say it. The modernist knows how to speak to his age, but he has nothing to say. — William E. Hordern

Tas stared mournfully at the body of the goblin he killed. It had fallen facedown, his dagger buried underneath. "I'll get it for you," Tanis offered, preparing to roll the body over. "No." Tas made a face. "I don't want it back. You can never get rid of the smell, you know. — Margaret Weis

I've always been a rough kid. — Ray Knight

Liz, I didn't expect to fall for you, not like this ... not so completely. And I never expected for you to fall for me too. But here we are. Let's see where this goes. Let's see how far left there is to fall. — Rachel Higginson

France may claim the happiest marriages in the world, but the happiest divorces in the world are 'made in America.' — Helen Rowland

It's the execution that matters, never the idea. — Casey Neistat

Farren was well aware of whom he was talking about, and that was the first thing on her to-do list: finding out what the hell was up with Robin. "We — Nako

Indeed, four men like them, four men devoted to each other from their money to their lives, four men always supporting each other, never retreating, performing singly or together the resolutions they had made in common; four arms threatening the four points of the compass or all turning to a single point, must inevitably, be it surreptitiously, be it openly, be it by mines, by entrenchments, by guile, or by force, open a way to the end they wanted to reach, however well defended or far off it might be. — Alexandre Dumas