Containerized Kitchen Quotes & Sayings

Singing allowed me to express myself in ways that I wouldn't be able to do otherwise. — Josh Turner

So when the wolf pounces on your lamb, just ignore the pitiful bleating and remind yourself that this is a democracy, where every sheep can freely express its preference for which kind of wolf it wants to be eaten by. Many sheep, perhaps understandably, prefer a wolf in sheep's clothing, which is after all the basic idea of democracy. So far it has worked pretty well. The wolves all agree on that, and they want to spread democracy everywhere. — Joseph Sobran

Pretend and it will be true. — Ally Carter

When this you see remember me and bare me in your mind. Let all the world say what they may, speak of me as you find.

Brian Jones
1968 — Brian W. Jones

In the sense that writing is to retrieve the past and stop the passing of time, all writing is about loss. It's not nostalgia in the sense of yearning to bring back the past, but recognition of the erosion of things as you live. — Romesh Gunesekera

She was so ugly she could make a mule back away from an oat bin. — Will Rogers

I told her [...] that I would bow down before her suffering with compassion, that she could control her life, that I understood that pain is sometimes psychic, not only physical, that she wanted nothing more than to end it and to sleep forever, that for her life was over but that for me it was still ongoing and that an aspect of it was trying to save her, that the notion of saving her was one that we didn't agree on, that I was willing to do whatever she wanted me to do but only if it was absolutely true that there were no other doors to find, to push against or storm because if there were I'd break every bone in my body running up against that fucking door repeatedly, over and over and over and over. — Miriam Toews

Patriotism means unqualified and unwavering love for the nation, which implies not uncritical eagerness to serve, not support for unjust claims, but frank assessment of its vices and sins, and penitence for them. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

He meets my gaze again, his eyes raw and heated, his breaths ragged. "This has never been about gratitude, Catherine."
I'm having a hard time breathing.
"Tell me you believe me. — K.A. Tucker