Cotnoir Mx Quotes & Sayings

I don't believe the 'Evening Pulpit' can prove it, - and I'm sure that they can't attempt to prove it without an expense of three or four thousand pounds. That's a game in which nobody wins but the lawyers. I wonder — Anthony Trollope

Religion is now viewed by many as a placebo or emotional crutch precisely because that is how we often pitch the gospel to unbelievers — J.P. Moreland

Under a socialist mode of production all personal incentives which selfishness provides under capitalism are removed, and a premium is put upon laziness and negligence. Whereas in a capitalist society selfishness incites everyone to the utmost diligence, in a socialist society it makes for inertia and laxity. — Ludwig Von Mises

You, know, I always thought I wanted a knight in shining armor ... But I like my dashing rouge much better ... Angel, shiny armor just means the knight never went to battle ... — Nichole Chase

The use of slave women as day workers naturally broke up or made impossible the normal Negro home, and this and the slave code led to a development of which the South was really ashamed and which it often denied, and yet perfectly evident: the raising of slaves in the Border slave states for systematic sale on the commercialized cotton plantations. — W.E.B. Du Bois

Education jargon is the language of pedants; it identifies those who have so little confidence in themselves and their work that they seek to create a veil of words to hide them. — Ted Sizer

Because I don't expect or demand perfection, and I've learned to enjoy the ride no matter what happens. I don't waste time on lost causes. — John Carlton

I try to avoid saying anything positive about any presidential candidate for fear that if I actually like them then I will kill their campaign. — Jack Abramoff

A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green. — Francis Bacon

A book did not qualify as literature unless it had polysyllabic words and incomprehensible passages. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

A word about meat caramelizing: You want it brown, not a light tan. — Daniel Boulud

AT DAWN, a juggernaut of thunder wheeled over the stony heavens in a spark-throwing tumult. Rain fell softly on town cupolas, chuckled from rainspouts, and spoke in strange subterranean tongues beneath the windows where Jim and Will knew fitful dreams, slipping out of one, trying another for size, but finding all cut from the same dark, mouldered cloth. — Ray Bradbury