Cisza Budka Quotes & Sayings

First click attribution is akin to giving my first girlfriend 100% of the credit for me marrying my wife. — Avinash Kaushik

Nothing has happened too fast, nothing has happened too slow. It has been a mellow rise, and I'm thankful for that. I haven't lost my head, and I haven't lost my desire to keep growing. — Brett Dennen

They are so filthy and bestial that no honest man would admit one into his house for a water-closet doormat. — Charles Dickens

Alas, 'tis force alone that can compel to virtuous actions a degenerate people. — Vittorio Alfieri

I had my two front teeth knocked out by a sixth grader in first grade. — Chad Michael Murray

Be a peg, hammered into the frozen ground, immovable. — Winston S. Churchill

The future of mankind, for the socialist, is simple: pull down the existing order and allow the future to emerge. — Roger Scruton

The year the bus drivers went on strike in Pittsburgh, I was twenty-three and living on the edge of the city in a neighborhood that was on the verge of becoming a ghetto. I had just been fired from a good job as a cartographer in a design studio where I had worked for about four months. — Said Sayrafiezadeh

For the best part of 40 years she had genuinely believed that not doing things would somehow prevent regret, when, of course, the exact opposite was true. — Nick Hornby

I would love to play a 1940's style fast-talking reporter lady. That's probably the dream. — Grace Phipps

So I was shampooing at 14. But I've always thought that had I the opportunity for an education, I would have been an architect. There's no question about it. — Vidal Sassoon

Listening, Imitation and Memory are very important factors in the student's development. — Harriette Brower

No lifetime is a loss if you've leaned something, because that learning stays with you. There is no such thing as a wasted life, if you have learned. — Frederick Lenz

April. Spring was on the land like an itch. The whole countryside seemed to be scratching itself awake - lazily, luxuriously, though occasionally scratching so hard its nails hit bone, that old cold calcium that lies beneath our tingles. — Tom Robbins