Clauzele Abuzive In Contractele Quotes & Sayings

There's no evidence whatsoever that men are more rational than women. Both sexes seem to be equally irrational. — Albert Ellis

Second chances do come your way. Like trains, they arrive and depart regularly. Recognizing the ones that matter is the trick. — Jill A. Davis

He was calling it an atonic seizure because, even if he didn't know why it had happened, it was important to give it a cool name. — Ben Aaronovitch

You don't have problems, only a capacity for feeling anxious about them, which shifts and jostles but doesn't change. — Martin Amis

They say I'm a revolutionary, but they're all wrong. — Ralph Bakshi

By the time we got to MGM, and Lions Gate the movie was done there was nothing else to say. It was done. Just as at Universal, it was art by committee. — Rob Zombie

They watched the humans disappear. They watched them dissolve, like moving tablets in the humid air. — Markus Zusak

There was something strange about her eyes. They were mysteriously lacking in depth. They were lovely eyes, but they did not seem to be looking at anything. They were all surface, like glass eyes. But of course they were not glass eyes. They moved, and their lids blinked. — Haruki Murakami

Always is no Time at all. — Vanna Bonta

I have never, for better or worse, thought about a 'career path' or anything like that. — Luke Wilson

My words never last long. I have to destroy them before anyone sees them. But. I remember them all. For some reason, the act of writing them down makes me remember. Each word I write brings me closer to finding the right ones. And when I see Ky again, which I know will happen, I will whisper the words I have written in his ear, against his lips. and they will change from ash and nothing into flesh and blood. — Ally Condie

Whether it's the best of times or the worst of times, it's the only time we've got. — Art Buchwald

Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a groveling swine? — John Milton