Craigie Zildjian Quotes & Sayings

It would seem that most everything we do in the name of organizational effectiveness is antithetical to what Life requires — Harrison Owen

It is a tough choice between ending up in the cold or ending up in a fiery blast. — Saul Perlmutter

I don't believe we are accidents in the world, and I don't believe we were supposed to be actors either. I think we were supposed to be ourselves and we were meant as a miracle. — Donald Miller

Creation and creativity are inextricably linked. — Freeman Patterson

There's a whole group of Christians who believe the individual is more important, but in the end I don't think that's what Christ was talking about. — Lewis Black

Learn to see in another's calamity the ills which you should avoid. — Publilius Syrus

Professionally, I have no major goals. That's partly because I'm really flaky. I want things, but I don't go after them. I'd rather they be placed in my lap. — Valerie Bertinelli

It is disgraceful to live as a stranger in one's country, and be an alien in any matter that affects our welfare. — Aldus Manutius

The New Testament never uses the expression 'help' of the grace of God in the soul. We have absolutely no power - God is not to help us, because we are weak: no, He is to give His life and His power in us as entirely impotent. He that discerns this aright will learn to live by faith alone. — Andrew Murray

Are we then creatures of action? Do we say that we desire those accepted cliches of comfort when, in fact, it is the challenge and the adventure that truly give us life? — R.A. Salvatore

I think movies are too long. — Michael Moore

All that grieved me - that I was half one thing and half another and nothing wholly - was the sorrow of my childhood, but the strength and use of my life after I grew up. — Ursula K. Le Guin

No, monkeys are still having babies, why don't they have another human today? — Kent Hovind

A boy was staring at me.
I was quite sure I'd never seen him befroe. Long and leanly muscular, he dwarfed and the molded plastic elementary school chair he was sitting in. Mahogany hair, straight and short. He looked my age, maybe a year older, and he sat with his tailbone against the edge of the chair, his posture aggresively poor, one hand half in a pocket of dark jeans.
I looked away, suddenly conscious of my myriad insufficiencies. I was wearing old jeans, which had once been tight but now sagged in weird places, and a yellow T-shirt advertising a band I didn't even like anymore. Also my hair: I had this pageboy haircut, and I hadn't even bothered to, like, brush it. Furthermore, I had ridiculously fat chipmunked cheeks, a side effect of treatment. I looked like a normally proportioned person with a balloon for a head. This was not even to mention the canckle situation. And yet-I cut a glance to him, and his eyes were still on me. — John Green

As I look back, I feel a touch of pride at my younger self's dedication to literature, which gave him the strength of mind to resist the blandishments of the enemies of promise. The sirens of ad-land sang sweetly and seductively, but I thought of Odysseus lashing himself to the mast of his ship, and somehow stayed on course. — Salman Rushdie