Contenus Quotes & Sayings

Human identity is no longer defined by what one does but rather by what one owns. — Jimmy Carter

If you take the approach of "earning" your customers' business every day and treating them well, they're less likely to try someone else. — Marilyn Suttle

Sarcasm is one of the many services I offer to people who ask stupid questions! — Habeeb Akande

Happiness is a fantasy that real people know doesn't exist. — Angel M.B. Chadwick

Having gray hair doesn't matter
but having gray matter matters.
— James Tate

I'm a million miles away, and at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame. — Jimi Hendrix

I wish people were nicer, she says softly before yawning. Me fucking too. — Krista Ritchie

Men came in and dragged us apart. It took us five minutes to bring Nora to. She sat up holding her cheek and looked around the room until she saw Morelli, nippers on one wrist, standing between two detectives. Morelli's face was a mess: the coppers had worked him over a little just for the fun of it. Nora glared at me. "You damned fool," she said, "you didn't have to knock me cold. I knew you'd take him, but I wanted to see it."
One of the coppers laughed. "Jesus," he said admiringly, "there's a woman with hair on her chest. — Dashiell Hammett

God, I wish, for the millionth time, that I could be like her and Nic, so sure of what they have, what they want. That I didn't always feel jangly, restless, primed to jump off a bridge and let the current carry me away. — Huntley Fitzpatrick

Sometimes the wheels of justice grind slowly. — Terry Waite

Lenny Breau was a genius - inspired and really loose. I loved how he used the guitar as an extension of his inner freedom, because, obviously, on the outside there were a lot of trainwrecks going on. But when you listen to him play, you hear what kind of guy he really is — Steve Vai

The best contribution one can make to humanity is to improve oneself. — Frank Herbert

This doesn't change anything," I stammered, my defenses fading.
"It changes everything." He sounded so sure of himself as his soft lips silenced my weak protest. — J. Sterling