Clusterfake Quotes & Sayings

What a journey ... what a day ... what madness, so much worse than tragic! What to do except dance, dance, only dance ... — Abraham Verghese

Experiencing contentment in all things begins with understanding that all things will not be ours on our earthly journey. Just as a tent cannot hold all the comforts of a home, this world cannot provide all that we long for. By letting go of our expectations and turning our eyes to Jesus, we find hope and joy for the journey. — Melissa B. Kruger

The theory must not contradict empirical facts, — Albert Einstein

I actually interviewed other people about myself, and that alerted me to the fact that I had to really investigate my memories. — Gail Sheehy

You want everything to be shitty ... So you have an excuse to fail. — Lauren Oliver

When I have an idea, I share it with everyone. People say someone will steal my idea, but it's not like I invented something that will replace the toilet. I tell people to get their feedback. Will they buy it, help me improve it, or tell me it's already been done? If someone else is excited, he or she might buy into the business. — Cameron Johnson

No good ever comes of pride, for it is the meanest of mean things, and no one but he who is full of it thinks it grand. — George MacDonald

You really do think about it institutionally; this is your job, and to some extent you benefit from having a job to do at a moment like this. You have things that you have to make happen. And you don't have time for the emotional reaction that might otherwise occur if somebody was just sitting there watching these events unfold and had no responsibilities. — Dick Cheney

The most important part of the body is the brain. Of my face, I like the eyebrows and eyes. Aside from that, I like nothing. My head is too small. — Frida Kahlo

Squatting on old bones and excrement and rusty iron, in a white blaze of heat, a panorama of naked idiots stretches to the horizon. Complete silence - their speech centres are destroyed - except for the crackle of sparks and the popping of singed flesh as they apply electrodes up and down the spine. White smoke of burning flesh hangs in the motionless air. A group of children have tied an idiot to a post with barbed wire and built a fire between his legs and stand watching with bestial curiosity as the flames lick his thighs. His flesh jerks in the fire with insect agony. — William S. Burroughs

Pure data. You don't believe data - you test data." He grimaced. "If I could put my finger on the moment we genuinely fucked ourselves, it was the moment we decided that data was something you could use words like believe or disbelieve around. — Paolo Bacigalupi