Coarsey Boats Quotes & Sayings

The face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying. — Rohinton Mistry

I just don't feel like you can have enough speed pass rushers on your club. — Pete Carroll

Then a sound came. It was like the grinding of gears on a colossal ship engine. The sound was like mountains of iron scraping and rubbing against each other, forced together by some godlike impulse. Uselessly, I covered my ears. It went on and on, and I felt as though I would never again know peace. My senses were consumed by the light and heat and sound, their power interrupted only by the tactile sensation of my heart pounding against my chest. It will be very difficult for you to really grasp what happened next. I warn you that my description will inevitably fall far from conveying the astonishing sight I witnessed. Nevertheless, I shall endeavor to convey some sense of what happened. — Alec Merta

People are definitely a company's greatest asset. It doesn't make any difference whether the product is cars or cosmetics. A company is only as good as the people it keeps. — Mary Kay Ash

Everybody believes in something and everybody, by virtue of the fact that they believe in something, uses that something to support their own existence. — Frank Zappa

I don't want to be an editor! I don't want to direct; I'd be a horrible director. I don't want to write - I have a 'story by' credit on one film I did. And I don't want to edit at all. — Topher Grace

Think of the millions of young men who died fighting for democracy. We spit on their graves when we let democracy slip away into the sewer of illegal money. — Doris "Granny D" Haddock

God gives us enemies to make sure there'll always be someone around who's interested in how we're doing. — James D. Macdonald

My song has put off her adornments. She has no pride of dress and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.
My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music. — Rabindranath Tagore